Welcome to The Metropolitan Review

by The Editors

January 27, 2025

We are a quarter of the way through the new century, and the state of high culture is not what it should be. Individuals are no less brilliant, but there is a clear institutional lack. It’s as if the great publishers, film producers, and record labels can no longer provide us the artistic nourishment that…

Are the Movies Actually Back?: On a Summer at the Cinema

by Sam Jennings

August 28, 2026

The hottest, driest summer on record is coming to an end, and all through the digital ether the call is going out: “THE MOVIES ARE BACK. THE MOVIES ARE BACK.” This month marks my first year as film critic at The Metropolitan Review, so perhaps it’s time to editorialize and examine the claim. Are “the movies”…

Can Billionaires Buy Transcendence?: On Tech Bros, Their Art, and the Aesthetics of Inhumanity

by Savannah Huitema

August 26, 2026

The coroner said the manner of death was suicide, with “blunt or injury to the head, trunk and extremities.” The dead man’s coworkers probably heard the crunch of breaking bones as his body hit the floor from stories above in the Amazon warehouse. It’s a strange sound, human bones cracking, hard to place, and it…

Cannonball: Short Fiction

by J.W. Yablonsky

August 22, 2026

I’d told Delahaye that I was done stealing cars, or at least done stealing whole cars. Carjacking was a noble trade once upon a time, with a mannered and cordial community around it. Even considering the ideological schism between the whole-hog hotwire or key-fob clone artists and the more targeted hubcap and wheel men, who…

Edenic Realism: On Éric Rohmer’s Élisabeth and His Literary Project

by Shreya Khullar

August 21, 2026

The initial pleasure of an Éric Rohmer film is the pleasure of a beautiful face. The initial response of any viewer is a dazed enchantment with his titillating aesthetics. The faces, yes, but also the French landscape and the youthful, lithe bodies that populate it. Despite its name, even Rohmer’s A Tale of Winter begins with tones…

You End Up Right Back Here: On Richard Russo’s Under the Falls

by Julia M. Klein

August 20, 2026

Richard Russo fans will recognize some familiar markers of his fiction in his latest novel, Under the Falls. The setting is a landscape of physical, economic, and emotional desolation — Stone Mountain, a hardscrabble, down-on-its-luck upstate New York town where the old lakeside amusement park rides are dismantled and rusting. This is “a place that doesn’t yield…

“Embers” and “Songbirds”

by Carter Vance

August 16, 2026

I was a great collaborator with / wartime cigarettes, an artist / with the conical scream-sighs / of life under bombardment. / I trust you more under / a broken street lamp, under / a shattered sky space, / where time stills / Than I ever did at dinner / tables pushed together on /…

Revolutionary Blues: On the Novels of Hari Kunzru

by Brendon O’Connor

August 14, 2026

For some of us avid readers, the joy of reading novels is nearly matched by the pleasure of recommending them to our most simpatico friends. Thoughtful criticism can play this role writ large. I can still remember the reviewers who first stimulated my interest in particular authors: Martin Amis’ collected reviews of various J. G….

STARGAZER: OR, GRAIL QUEST IN THE OUTER HEBRIDES

by Sean Thor Conroe

August 12, 2026

AT THE END OF MARCH, I was sitting at a departure gate at JFK, having endured a brutal frigid winter exiled upstate in a yurt in the woods, about to fly to Tokyo to bury my maternal grandmother, when I got a strange and unusual email. From a woman, Kirstie, who said she lived in…

The Unrelenting Hoofbeats of the New Literature: On Caleb Caudell’s The Quarrymen

by Ross Barkan

August 11, 2026

What is the state of American literature today? This loaded question never has an easy answer, and invariably the debate grows tedious, ideological and sociological combatants racing to their predictable corners, fists wearily raised. In my years as a novelist and columnist and now editor-in-chief of this publication, I’ve come to believe that large, conglomerate…

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