SINCE the summer or fall, it’s struck me that a writer long considered the little brother — perhaps even the gay little brother — of black literature’s Big Three had become the essential artist of our time.
Here is my story on him, timed in part to the Oscar-nominated films Moonlight and I Am Not Your Negro, both of which are excellent.
Update: Moonlight, of course, just won the Oscar for best picture. Director Barry Jenkins told me the film was inspired by Giovanni’s Room and The Fire Next Time. Great movie, and as much as I liked Manchester and La La Land, glad to see Moonlight recognized.