I recently watched “The Father,” starring Anthony Hopkins in the title role and Olivia Colman as his daughter. Despite my initial flashbacks to Hannibal Lecter every time Hopkins’ face filled the screen, I soon overcame that associative reaction, and lost myself in the movie.  It was a bit easier...

The coronavirus image is perfectly tethered to its underlying reality – altogether new, yet uncannily familiar. Sometimes I see a benign dandelion, other times an orange studded with cloves. Most of the time, I see a stop sign or a panic button. A few times it has reminded me...