Abel Ferrara: “It’s in the Blood”
In an exclusive interview for the Continental, legendary film director Abel Ferrara shares his thoughts on the movie industry, addiction, and the importance of remaining artistically independent.
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A fragmentary avantgarde poem by Hungarian poet János Marno, with seemingly no framework, contorted with cynicism, lust, shame, villainy, and terror.
The inhabitants of this plague-struck world, in this poem by Hungarian poet Petra Szőcs, are seething with suspicion, horror, fear, and longing.
An alcoholic father is drafted during the Yugoslav war, in a poem by Hungarian poet Anna Terék, translated by Belarussian poet Valzhyna Mort with Owen Good.
A short story in which Thomas Zmeskal explores the essentially racist, exclusive nature of narratives of national identity in Central Europe.
Noam Chomsky shares his thoughts on the tensions which have shaped world over the past half-century and offers a grim diagnosis of our preparedness for the conflicts of the future.
Magyar’s photographs, including images of crowds taken from above, elegantly capture the theme of the first issue of the magazine.
Judith Newman writes on the next chapter in the fight against ableism as the disabled assert their rights as equal citizens, including equal sexual citizens.
This short story by Marek Vadas offers a portrait of a town which is unable to confront its complicity in crimes of the past or crimes of the present.
In Hungarian writer László Szilasi’s excerpt, Doctor Tardits returns to the village from Auschwitz, but what remains of his life there? Or who has occupied it since?
Polish poet Agnieszka Wolny-Hamkalo touches in her poetry on racism, identity, belonging, exclusion, and the ever-present danger of fascism.
Hungarian writer Róbert Hász recounts tales of his family home, a former pub in the multicultural province of Vojvodina, in modern-day Serbia.