I've been writing about the Ailey company every December for years. Looking back over those reviews, I see that, whether the new choreography is strong or second-rate, I always hymn the dancers. They're rapacious about movement, about extending their bodies beyond reasonable limits. I imagine their breastbones splitting apart from the passion of it all. This season they're on the prowl again, scenting new choreography to devour (I've... More >>>