We kissed for two hours. Eventually, I led him into my bedroom and pulled off both of our shirts. He stopped me.”This might sound weird; it’s not typical guy response.” I froze, suddenly awkward. “I...

Back and forth from Brooklyn to Manhattan. New York at night, from its bridges, is a miracle. When I first came to the city, it took all my fantasies and set them on fire, turned...

Such is the disconcerting miracle of good acting; at its best it implicitly challenges our faith in who we are, who anyone is.