 It wasn't long after Ryan moved in that it happened again. This was the sixth home he and I had shared–there were three dorms in college, then two houses off-campus and in the four years that we lived together, we were burglarized four times. Years later, in our shared apartment far away from college, it seemed that either our bad luck had returned, or worse–whoever'd been breaking into our homes had finally come back to finish the job. I woke to the sound of thrashing outside my bedroom. The doors were locked, of course–they always were. I'd sometimes drag my heavy metal weight bench along the floorboards in front of them. But tonight I hadn't done that. With enough of a push, the flimsy lock that held the doors together would unlatch right away. And from the sound of it, I was seconds away from three or four burglars blowing those doors down. Fight or flight kicked in the moment my eyes opened. I flung myself towards the doors, pushing my upper half forward so forcefully that I felt as though my right shoulder popped out of its socket. Wincing in pain, I snared one of the doorknobs and pressed the weight of my whole body against the cheap fiberwood paneling. "What—what th-the hell is going on?" I yelled.   Odell Beckham Jr. just announced he's joining the likes of Chris Paul and Olympic gold medalist Katie Ledecky by partnering with Finnish health technology company Oura as an ambassador. To announce the partnership with a splash, OBJ and Oura put together a video starring (who else?) OBJ. Two versions of him, actually. One the "IRL" Beckham Jr., and the other a silk pajama-clad embodiment of his inner self. And in a first for the man in front of the camera, he also creative directed the campaign. Esquire caught up with him to talk about what he learned working on the project, how he feels about style in the NFL today, and the power of those silk PJs.
 2021 has proved a remarkable year for literary releases. From authors both established and new, our favorite works thus far meditate on everything from life online to life in the intersections of identity. Set everywhere from the all-too-real world or solely in the mind, the distant past or the speculative future, these books offer escape, education, and spiritual enlargement—whatever you're looking for. All to say, with so much to offer for your literary diet, you'll have plenty to keep your mind occupied. Not all of these books have hit shelves yet, but if you see something you like, do yourself a favor and pre-order it. When it lands on your doorstep in mere weeks, consider it a gift from Past You—and don't waste any time diving in.  Harvey Keitel knows his way around a diner. Definitely better than you do, with your coffee and two Splendas. His parents—Jewish immigrants from Romania and Poland—owned a luncheonette in Brooklyn near where he grew up, so he could most often be found either making a burger or eating one. Malted shakes, too. Egg creams. The occasional charlotte russe. "I'm full of diner food," Keitel quips over the phone, calling from a Beverly Hills hotel.
 Our society's current fascination with true crime stories is nothing short of, well, suspicious. Perhaps its our desensitization through media that has increased our appetite for violence—and ability to consume it without our stomach churning. Or, maybe it's the advent of reality television and social media that has made us increasingly eager to treat intimate details of real people's lives like our favorite soap opera. Whatever the reason, it's clear that the true crime obsessed wave isn't stopping any time soon.  Eternals marks many firsts for Marvel, but perhaps none more notable than the fact that after 13 years and 26 movies, this one finally contains some sex. Unfortunately, the only thing more depressing than the time it took to get such a moment into Hollywood's premiere franchise is the encounter itself, a fifteen-second bit of nothing that suggests the studio is still incapable of (or disinterested in) the emotions of adults. It's an exception that proves a significant rule: the Marvel Cinematic Universe is sexually dysfunctional.
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Sunday, November 14, 2021
The Man Who Comes Into My Home at Night
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