Unlike Louis Nowra, I love sitting in a movie theatre with no one around me. However, I agreed with much of his...
Abbott had a simple, happy childhood. Even he recognises that he came from a well-off, middle-class...
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Louis Nowra
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February 2010
Abbott had a simple, happy childhood. Even he recognises that he came from a well-off, middle-class...
Paul Barry
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February 2010
To lure the high roller away from Las Vegas, where he was already losing millions – and to lock him...
Anne Manne
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February 2010
An ambulance officer looks around the room and breathes in the smell. It looks more like the bleakest...
Sebastian Smee
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February 2010
I had been allowed in as a young art critic on assignment. I was there to see the results of the... The Nation Reviewed
Robert Manne
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February 2010
Windschuttle’s argument can be summarised like this. While there were many separations of Aboriginal children from their mothers,...
Anna Goldsworthy
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February 2010
“Are you OK, dear?” the nurse asks. Whether I am OK is hardly the issue, when we are surrounded by people screaming. They are trapped in...
Gay Bilson
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February 2010
At first glance, the 2010 Adelaide Festival program felt, well, small, in a sensible, tightly fused kind of way, with far fewer...
Paul Kelly
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February 2010
In show business, you’re generally either the main act or the warm-up. Over 35 years, I’ve been both. A good show needs different and... Arts Letters 2009
Peter Conrad
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February 2010
Australia’s girdling oceans used to serve as a prophylactic, our defence against the infectious...
Luke Davies
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February 2010
In A Prophet, a dazzling new film about innocence and power from Jacques Audiard (director...
Kate Jennings
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February 2010
For your consideration: “A naked woman my age is just a total nightmare.” Now there’s a rip-snorting...
Simon Leys
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February 2010
The bitterness of an interrupted life is nothing compared to the bitterness of an interrupted work:...
John Keane
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February 2010
In Liberty in the Age of Terror: A Defence of Civil Liberties and Enlightenment Values (... ContributorsLetters to the editorUnlike Louis Nowra, I love sitting in a movie theatre with no one around me. However, I agreed with much of his... In general I’m inclined to agree with Louis Nowra (‘Nowhere Near Hollywood’), but I think there may be larger causes... While there were plenty of errors in David Marr’s piece on the Anglican Diocese of Sydney’s financial losses (‘... In advocating the right to download software, movies or television programs without paying for any of them, Charles... Subscription offersSubscribe $59.95: Printed magazine - save almost 40% by subscribing. Gift subscriptions can also be purchased online. The Online Monthly $40: Published simultaneously with the print edition. Content flagged with the Institutions: Multi-user access to the Online Monthly for institutions. Back issues: You can now purchase previous print editions of the Monthly online for $9.95 (postage included). Free: Most essays from previous editions of the Monthly and up to 3 pieces from the current edition are free online. Free newsletter |
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