The New York Review of Books

Almost always worth reading cover to cover, with the sort of insightful, expansive writing across politics, art, and culture that only occurs when the writer works beyond the bounds of takes and allows actual critical thought to develop. Leanne Shapton's art direction is just the right mix of enlivening, apt, and surprising (I enjoy her emails, under the NYR aegis, about the thinking behind the visuals for each issue.) Just read Mark O'Connell's review of the latest Patrick Radden Keefe book and now feel impelled to run to the nearest bookstore and buy it, but now I am being drawn into articles on the rise and fall David Adjaye and June Leaf's dancing machines ... I also appreciate the broadsheet size; good for hiding behind at airports and in doctor's waiting rooms.