Prufrock Back in America

8 min
D 2011

Verleih arsenal distribution

Idea, camera, montage: Eva Heldmann Thanks to Dennis Couzin
Uraufführung: forum expanded, Berlinale 2011
Verleih: arsenal distribution

"I grow old ... I grow old ... I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled. Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach? I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach. I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each. I do not think that they will sing to me. I have seen them riding seaward on the waves Combing the white hair of the waves blown back When the wind blows the water white and black. We have lingered in the chambers of the sea By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown Till human voices wake us, and we drown." 
"Oh, do not ask, 'What is it?'
Let us go and make our visit."
(from "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock"  by T.S. Eliot)

Documentary impressions of a Europeanized man returning to his old American places. Energy still roars through the land that no longer works. An angel appears in a parking lot. A comfortable couple squabbles over a piece of cheese:

She: "It's yours. You bought it."
He: "I know that you like..."
She: "No, I can't eat a lot of cheese. I was coughing this morning."
He: "I'm looking for a knife or a cheese slicer."
She: "Here!!"
He: "Is it possible that I lost a piece of cheese and the cat already took it?"

Berlinale 2011