The three episodes of “The Red Riding Trilogy,” made for British television, were adapted by the screenwriter Tony Grisoni from a series of novels by David Peace that fictionalized a string of murders that occurred in Yorkshire between 1963 and 1980. David Denby wrote that the films cast “shadows of death everywhere” and adds that “a high degree of art and show-business savvy has been applied to the unspeakable. The expressiveness of even the minor actors, for instance, warms the bleak atmosphere.” He calls the trilogy “an exhausting, morbidly fascinating, and finally thrilling experience.”

paragraph class="noindent">The name Momofuku—as in David Chang’s epochal East Village restaurant—means “lucky peach” in Japanese. And Má Pêche means not “my peach” in French, as you might suppose, but “mother peach” in Vietnamese . . .

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This week, Oliver Sacks writes about prosopagnosia, a neurological condition that renders people unable to recognize faces. “My problem extends not only to my nearest and dearest but also to myself,” Sacks writes of his own face blindness. “Thus, on several occasions I have apologized for almost bumping into a large bearded man, only to realize that the large bearded man was myself in the mirror. The opposite situation once occurred at a restaurant. Sitting at a sidewalk table, I turned toward the window and began grooming my beard, as I often do. I then realized that what I had taken to be my reflection was not grooming himself but looking at me oddly.” Test your own acuity by taking the online Cambridge Memory Test for Faces, conceived by Brad Duchaine and Ken Nakayama.

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Of all the art-driven iPhone apps—and there are many, including Brushes, the medium for newyorker.com’s Finger Painting series—few are as engrossing as the new one from MOMA. Browse the museum’s collections by floor, exhibition, and decade (including works not currently on view); audio commentary is available for select images, and doubles as an audio tour inside the museum. The app also features a glossary of art terms, an encyclopedia of modern artists, a calendar of upcoming events, and a feature called MOMA Snaps, which lets you take a picture during your visit and convert it into a postcard.

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“Interstate 69,” by Matt Dellinger—which the magazine notes is an “intelligent and surprisingly nimble” book—is the story of a highway which, if completed, would stretch from the Canadian to the Mexican border. But the road (nicknamed the NAFTA Superhighway) isn’t complete—it’s not even close. (Among the many roadblocks is the emergence of an anarchist anti-road movement, in Indiana). As Dellinger relates the stories of the communities who stand to profit (or suffer) from the proposed route, he chronicles the histories “of faded conurbations, such as the newly tourist-friendly Clarksdale, Mississippi, and desperate El Dorado, Arkansas, where Murphy Oil promises to help pay for the college education of students who graduate from the public high schools.”

The past decade has seen an unprecedented growth in the number of wine bars, so that currently, Yelp counts 524 in the city. For an owner, the appeal is obvious: It's a restaurant category in which the emphasis is always on alcohol instead of food, offering a chance for pirate-like mark-ups on bo...

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