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Chaos Reigns in the Latest Trailer for Lady Gaga And Joaquin Phoenix’s Joker Sequel

Todd Phillips’s Joker made over $1 billion when it was released in 2019 and earned its formidable lead, Joaquin Phoenix, a best-actor Oscar. So, it was, of course, only a matter of time before we heard that the twisted psychological thriller centered on the green-haired super villain and Batman adversary would be getting a sequel. What is startling, however, is that the new project is a jukebox musical and Lady Gaga is taking on one of its starring roles.

On June 13, 2022, The Hollywood Reporter broke the news that the multi-hyphenate, last seen on screen as the flamboyant Patrizia Reggiani in House of Gucci, was in early talks to join Phoenix in Joker: Folie à Deux. (The film’s title, revealed by Phillips on social media, is a reference to a medical term for an identical or similar mental disorder that affects two or more individuals, usually members of the same family.) Then, on August 4 of that year, she herself confirmed the news, posting a musical teaser to social media that shows the silhouettes of the two actors dancing cheek to cheek.

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I Want What They Have: RHONY’s Racquel Chevremont and Mel Corpus

As much as I love watching wealthy women fight over inane things, I have to admit that I was a little tapped out on RHONY drama by the end of last season—which is what made the additon of two new cast members this season so exciting. “Friend of the Housewives” Rebecca Minkoff is an entertaining presence, if only because I’d love to figure out what makes a Jewish-slash-Scientologist accessories designer tick (fun fact: I once tried to assign a story on Minkoff’s then-little-known Scientology while working as an editor at a now-defunct fashion and art magazine, but was told that our parent company’s lawyers wouldn’t be able to shield the freelance writer from possible legal action if it ran), but the new RHONY addition who has genuinely stolen my heart is one Ms. Racquel Chevremont: curator, art collector, former model, mother of two, and culturally significant lesbian.

Killer Instincts: Eddie Redmayne Goes Deep on His Slick New Assassin Drama, The Day of the Jackal
Ahead of Illinoise’s Transfer to Broadway—What You Might Be Missing From the Sufjan Stevens Musical

By now, there’s already been much buzz surrounding Illinoise, the stage musical/dance performance based on Sufjan Stevens’s hallowed album Illinois. Since its premiere at Bard College in New York last spring, reviews for the production have been unanimously rhapsodic. After Bard, Illinoise traveled to Chicago’s Shakespeare Theater, the Park Avenue Armory, and finally to Broadway, where it opens tonight at the St. James Theatre—just in time to be eligible for the 2024 Tony Awards.

Upon its 2005 release, Stevens’s 26-song concept album immediately imprinted on the generation who gobbled it up. An ode to the state of Illinois, Stevens weaves historical figures, tragedies, and hyper-regional IYKYKs into an album that swells with plush marching-band riffs and then quiets down to homespun banjo strums. But for all its locale narratives, the album had mass appeal. It gave listeners the sense of being lost and found again, and who can’t relate to that?

Justin Peck—who directed and choreographed the production and cowrote the book with Pulitzer Prize–winning playwright Jackie Sibblies Drury—was about 17 when he first listened to the album, and there was no going back. (In the Illinoise pamphlet, you’ll find an essay from Jessica Dessner, an artist, writer, former dancer, and close associate of Stevens who recalls a Facebook message she received from Peck more than a decade ago expressing his desire to meet with Stevens.) Peck’s profound appreciation for Stevens has resulted in several direct collaborations at the New York City Ballet (where Peck is a resident choreographer), which began with a composition for the ballet Year of the Rabbit in 2012.

The original company of Illinoise

Photo: Liz Lauren, 2024

Am I a Bad Girlfriend If I Don’t Want to Go to My Boyfriend’s Friends’ Weddings Anymore?

When it comes to affairs of the heart, we are all beginners. Some of us, however, at least speak with authority. Introducing Shon Faye, author of The Transgender Issue (2021) and the forthcoming Love in Exile (2025), whose advice caught our eye. Contact her at [email protected] for your own chance at enlightenment.


Dear Shon,

I am in a happy heterosexual relationship with a man. We have a lot in common and I love him so much. I was single till I was 30, and have a large group of close friends, some happily single, some non-monogamous, some queer, a few married in tiny registry office weddings, some cohabiting with no desire to be married.

He, on the other hand: All of his friends are exclusively straight, engaged, and preparing to have huge weddings. I went to two weddings of his friends this year, and the experience drained me, both financially and socially. Both were in the middle of nowhere—one abroad— and both required time off work. I spent the weddings awkwardly chatting to the few people I knew and my boyfriend. Most of the time I found myself sitting in the restroom with a headache. I’m not really a big drinker, and get a lot of social anxiety around new people.

All of the other girlfriends seem to know each other. I have a feeling they don’t really like me. The one girlfriend I actually connected to was dumped recently by his friend, and I found myself devastated, as she was my social life raft. But I also have my own friends and don’t see why I have to take on my boyfriend’s friends’ girlfriends. Sometimes I feel because I’m bisexual, I don’t really fit in with them. I feel too weird, too queer, and too quirky in their eyes.

Two of his friends got engaged recently, and I found myself reacting to the news with dread. We are expecting an invitation to another wedding soon. Is there any way I can tell my boyfriend I don’t want to go? I feel like a terrible girlfriend. But I just don’t enjoy them. The ironic thing is, I don’t think he enjoys them either. He just feels like he has to go.

From Ariana Grande’s Fairytale Fantasy to Madonna Taking Us There: The 8 Best Met Gala Performances to Date

It can be easy to forget that the Met Gala is, first and foremost, a prodigious charity fundraiser. Like other events of its kind, it includes a cocktail hour followed by a seated dinner and then a performance. The Met being the Met, however, this capstone moment usually takes on epic proportions. Historically orchestrated in coordination with visionary maestro Baz Luhrmann, Met Gala performances have ranged from the cast of Billy Elliot swanning at the barre to Bruno Mars smashing it with pitch-perfect sincerity and Diana Ross serenading guests in a strapless feather contraption. On the Met stage, musical artists have collaborated, debuted new albums, and performed one-off songs never heard before or since. It’s a relief that, given where the show takes place, nobody has literally brought the house down. (Not yet, at least.) Here, some of the best Met performances to date.

Ariana Grande and Cynthia Erivo
Photo: Getty Images

In her truly stunning medley at the 2024 Met Gala, Ariana Grande managed to combine “Once Upon a Dream,” from Disney’s Sleeping Beauty, with a string of her most infectious pop hits—both new (“Yes, And”) and long-established (“Seven Rings”). Bringing it all home? A tear-jerking rendition of “When You Believe” with her Wicked co-star Cynthia Erivo. Oh, and did we mention the 30 dancers, 40-person choir, and two different Maison Margiela Artisanal looks?

Lizzo
Lizzo performs on a table during the 2023 Met Gala Celebrating “Karl Lagerfeld: A Line Of Beauty.” Photo: Kevin Mazur/MG23/Getty Images
In a New Production of Gypsy, Audra McDonald Takes On a Towering Role
Justice for the Women of Love Actually

First impressions? It’s a heartwarming flick, jam-packed with a glittering cast, cheating scandals, and a Christmas nativity, making it, at face value, a perfectly fine Christmas film. There are zingy one-liners (“Where the fuck is my fucking coat?” has been swirling around my head for a good few days now) and epic declarations of love in an airport. All seems pretty good to me.