Large, sharp-edged snowflakes materialize in the dry cold air from nowhere; they drift from the vicinity of the mountain’s shoulder, over the stark reaching trees and into my anxious path, where they prick my cheeks and my eyes and disappear without a trace, not even a tiny wet mark. I...
I came to realize a bit later that it was my inability to relate to the character’s existential state that connected me to his emotional state. Although I had a plan for my future and couldn’t know what it was like to be so hopelessly directionless, it was that same plan that connec...
The first time I saw Southgate and Harry Kane’s tete-a-tete, I flinched. Not because there was anything bad about it – it was just the shock of the new, or at least the newly rediscovered. Joy, tenderness, sensitivity: these aren’t emotions that have been allowed to exist in Engli...