At the risk of sounding like a broken record, is there a ballet choreographer working today who is more imaginative, more wholly himself, than Alexei Ratmansky?
Tag - Ravel
Both as a tribute to Ashton and as a coming-out party, it’s hard to imagine how the festival could have gone better. The ballets are in good hands.
Boris Eifman can never be accused of shying away from the obvious... His representation of the life and times of Auguste Rodin creates spectacular and absorbing dance theatre...
George Balanchine’s favorite composers may have been Stravinsky and Tchaikovsky, but it’s no secret that he also had an affinity for France and its music...
Novels are treacherous terrain for choreographers. So much of what draws us into a book and imprints itself in our imagination ...is almost impossible to convey in the language of the body.
The choreography looks like a steroid-fueled hybrid of Graham-based agony and the precision and fluidity of classical ballet. ...nothing succeeds like excess...
It takes a certain amount of nerve to build a dance season around some of the great masterpieces of the chamber music repertoire. It’s not simply a matter of status in the musical canon; these pieces are strong, they produce emotions, they command attention for themselves. But Bill T Jones is not a timid artist...
The most successful piece from Göteborg’s troupe was OreloB (Bolero spelled backwards), created by Finnish choreographer Kenneth Kvarnström as part of the program titled 3xBoléro – a dance-triptych which interprets Ravel’s Bolero from three different perspectives.
Working backwards from the title song that ends Two Cigarettes in the Dark, it’s possible to discern a theme in Pina Bausch’s 1985 piece...
I believe that the current dancers have greater technical proficiency and more years of stage experience than previous members , and with those elements, Ballet Master Amy London's avid quest toward perfection can finally be realised.
Alston is going to develop Isthmus, thank goodness, as soon as he has the opportunity – it’s a stunner.
Nicolas Le Riche was fabulously predatory in Bolero, a raging furnace of self-love and sex appeal. One imagines that after the show he must have ravaged a hundred virgins, but maybe he simply went home and soaked his feet in the tub, but in any case, he was magnificent, good taste (and choreography) be damned.
...the evening really belonged to Robert Parker, giving his last performance in London and challenging memories of almost any of his predecessors. Whilst being very, very charming he also has some of the toughness which I think Ashton originally intended, and the sincerity of his regret at the end was entirely convincing. He will be sadly missed.