Malcolm Forbes
Malcolm Forbes is a freelance writer based in Edinburgh. He has written for the Economist, the TLS and the Wall Street Journal.
Josephine Tey, woman of mystery
Deeply private, her elegant and sharply engaging writing has often been wrongly overlooked
On and off the road
Jack Kerouac’s reputation should rest on his whole oeuvre — not just his most famous novel
Joseph Roth’s golden twenties
When Hitler came to power, the bubble burst
The other Elizabeth Taylor
Discover “one of the finest novelists of her and our time.”
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A shameful Bill
Labour is spectacularly failing the British people on immigration
The hitch with the Hitch
How Christopher Hitchens brought me back to Christ
The ties that bind
A revived society tie has raised thousands for hedgehogs — and reminds us what Britain has lost with the decline of the club tie
Against Northernism
“Northernism” is a superficial form of cultural branding, not a serious political project
Angst in the Anglosphere
England’s existential crisis is being played out at the World Cup
The games we play
Richard Holt’s sweeping survey of sporting history shows how games, from cricket to boxing, became one of Britain’s most durable cultural languages
Wilde times at the country house
Gerald Barry’s outrageous The Importance of Being Earnest manages to overmatch the virtuoso original
The end of corporate silence
Louis Mosley’s demolition of Zack Polanski shows how companies are learning to confront political fantasy head-on
Don’t panic about “Angry Young Women”
Despite everything, most people are still fairly normal
Empire State Madrid
Can a stagnant Spain rediscover the future? Hope lies with its capital
Kemi at the crossroads
Kemi Badenoch cannot tell everybody what they want to hear
Get ready for the worst World Cup ever
FIFA is scoring a pathetic own goal with its treatment of football
“You can’t preach here!”
A hostile attitude towards preaching threatens freedom of religion and freedom of speech
A day out at Unite the Kingdom
Tommy Robinson’s latest demonstration was a peculiarly hammy affair
