The irresistible paradox of T.S. Eliot's "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock" is its gritty transcendence. It is grounded but out of body, a free-floating passage through a quotidian life with all its tedium and worries (baldness, aging, misunderstanding), as well as its elusive pleasures (flirting, art, peaches). With sad humor, it both acknowledges […] The post Review: Superb 'Prufrock' is among Chamber Dance Pr…
SOURCE: DC Theatre Scene at 08:48PM on June 21, 2019