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Louis Koo is the modern-day cop still trapped in the Qin dynasty in this cinematic reprise of the hit 2001 Hong Kong TV seriesTime-travel stories were briefly in the crosshairs of the Chinese censors in the early 2010s, because of how they potentially subverted “official” history. It’s not clear if the hit 2001 Hong Kong TV series A Step Into the Past – about a modern-day cop transported to the third-century BC “warring states” period – was seen as an offender. But it is evidently all go for Chinese time-travel movies now, and hence this glossy cinematic reprise of A Step Into the Past that picks up the main characters 20 years on.Louis Koo returns as former policeman Hong Siu Lung, still trapped in the Qin dynasty and lying low with his family after putting his disciple Chiu Poon (Raymond Lam) on the throne. Back in the present, the time machine’s inventor Ken (Michael Miu Kiu-wai) has just been released from a prison stretch for botching the technology and marooning Hong. He maintains it is unfair, but he doesn’t muck about with a grievance procedure; he goes full Vader and resolves to head back and become Qin emperor himself. Continue reading...

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Des kartings appartenant à Philippe Bianchi, père de Jules Bianchi, ont été dérobés en ce début d'année 2026. Pire : les voleurs ont subtilisé le "dernier karting de Jules", précise Philippe Bianchi. Et des karts appartenant à ses petits-enfants.

The sight of my work, torn and singed but still legible, made me realise the importance of translating and protecting stories – so they remain when everything else falls awayIn the rubble of a collapsed apartment block, a single image stayed with me: a book I had translated from English to Persian, lying half-buried in dust and ash. Its cover was torn and smudged, its pages curled and singed, but it was still legible. Still speaking.Two days earlier, on 13 June 2025, missiles from Israel began striking Tehran. There were no sirens, just sudden, violent blasts. The internet was completely cut off. I was in my apartment, translating Jhumpa Lahiri’s Translating Myself and Others – a book about what it means to transport words across languages, and the ethics and anxieties of inhabiting another’s voice. As buildings fell, I sat editing a text that argued, in its quiet way, for the endurance of meaning. Continue reading...