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Opposite Day

George Balanchine famously said, “ballet is woman.” But unusually, in “Kammermusik No. 2,” he featured an all-male corps de ballet. I can think of one other men-only Balanchine dance, and it happens to be running the same week this winter season: “Prodigal Son.” But the corps of brutish, heathen goons in “Prodigal” are caricatures. They don’t get the same range of challenging, filigreed steps that the “Kammer” men do—there’s a reason the City Ballet dancers affectionately refer to the latter ballet as “boy Barocco.” Yet, shockingly, “Kammer” does utilize a lot of the goon steps. More than most of Balanchine’s ballets, “Kammer” plays with ideas of gender. It was fascinating to contemplate this alongside an all-female Jerome Robbins’s rarity, “Antique Epigraphs,” which returned to the rep with very strong casting. Rounding out the Master Works I program were two more Balanchine dances that were essentially the inverse: the all-corps “Le Tombeau de Couperin” and the soloist-heavy “Raymonda Variations.”

Performance

New York City Ballet

Place

David H. Koch Theater, Lincoln Center, New York, NY, January 2026

Words

Faye Arthurs

Mira Nadon and Ryan Tomash in George Balanchine’s “Kammermusik No. 2. Photograph by Erin Baiano

“Kammer” kicked off the night, and the opening made me chuckle: I had forgotten that this ballet began with manspreading. The eight corps gentlemen lunged apart and froze in a chain of weighty poses behind the two principal women, Emilie Gerrity and Mira Nadon (both excellent), who furiously stomped along to the clanging piano of Paul Hindemith’s score. From there, the men’s steps and port de bras flitted back and forth between almost cartoonishly masculine and feminine. The octet showcased dainty, retracted arms, (sometimes with demurely crossed wrists) as well as goonish flexed-footed jumps and squats with stiff, goalpost arms. A corps trio crossing the dark back of the stage scooted along in b-plus, keeping their thighs tightly crossed like mincing geishas.   

The two “Kammer” women also experimented with gender tropes. Turned-in tightrope walking and aggressively plunked, hip-width stances contrasted with prances and pinpointed toe-digs. Their girly, flinging ponytails countered heavy leaps and strings of emboîtés, which had them skimming the stage like pebbles across a pond. Sometimes they strode with flexed wrists and feet like the cast of Balanchine’s “Symphony in Three Movements.” 

Conversely, the principal men, Chun Wai Chan and Ryan Tomash (who were also great), stood close together and made menacing circles of tiny steps, just like the principal women do in “Sym 3.” Between the ponytails, the T-shaped arms, the alternately teeny curlicues and brutalist walks, “Kammer” (1978) shares quite a lot of DNA with “Sym 3” (1972). Gerrity and Chan’s pas de deux of grazing fingertips and intertwined limbs in stationary positions echoed the central pas in “Sym 3” too. The T-arms appear in other abstract ballets, of course, like “The Four Temperaments,” from 1946. What is abstract vs what is manly or womanly? are questions that lurk in the margins of several of Balanchine’s Black & White ballets, but especially in “Kammer”—the most gender fluid of the lot.   

Ruby Lister in Jerome Robbins’ “Antique Epigraphs.” Photograph by Erin Baiano

Ruby Lister in Jerome Robbins’ “Antique Epigraphs.” Photograph by Erin Baiano

Coincidentally, “Antique Epigraphs” also employed flat-footed and turned in positions as well as retracted port de bras. The goalpost frame reappeared too, though the “Antique” women held their hands more delicately in the pose. Instead of pancaked palms, they let air play through relaxed fingers. It was surprising that there was so much step overlap between “Kammer” and “Antique,” but Robbins’s blocky accents were less statements about gender than nods to the statuary and friezes of the ancient world.   

The four soloist roles all featured debuts, and all were impressive. Miriam Miller and Mira Nadon are in total command in everything they dance these days, it’s grand. And Isabella LaFreniere excitingly began her dance with a monster saut de chat. It was last-minute replacement Ruby Lister, however, who stole this “Antique” roadshow. (They were supposed to debut with the second cast the following morning.) Lister is a dancer of great imagination who got extra mileage out of their solo’s mysterious, secretive port de bras. The way they boldly stepped into a perched fourth on pointe before vividly striking hieroglyphic-shaped balances on flat demonstrated fearlessness.

New York City Ballet in George Balanchine’s “Le Tombeau de Couperin.” Photograph by Erin Baiano

New York City Ballet in George Balanchine’s “Le Tombeau de Couperin.” Photograph by Erin Baiano

There was gumption on display too in the difficult “Raymonda Variations,” which closed the bill. Allegra Inch and Rommie Tomasini bounded onstage for the treacherous coda duet with the kind of gusto I’ve not seen since a young Ashley Bouder tackled it. (Should the tempo slow down so drastically for their fouettés, however? The finale also dragged under Andrew Litton’s baton.) Inch made a solid debut in her variation as well, as did Kloe Walker and a delightfully peppy Mia Williams. Overall, the solos were more upright and less about pumping plié than they have been in years past—a change somewhat more in line with the version performed by the School of American Ballet at last year’s Workshop performances. Like “Kammer,” “Raymonda” was speaking to other ballets slotted for this Winter: did Balanchine do anything closer to “Sleeping Beauty’s” Bluebird than Anthony Huxley’s dazzling brisé-filled solo in “Raymonda?”  The robin’s egg blue tunic suggested not. 

At the other end of the spectrum was the unflashy, democratic “Le Tombeau de Couperin,” a pattern-making dance for eight couples split evenly into quadrilles. (When I was first introduced to the Balanchine rep, I couldn’t believe that this ballet wasn’t “Square Dance.”) Instead of spotlight-stealing, the pairs explored every possible way to kindly offer and take hands. The upcasting of senior corps members and several male soloists made for an especially polished interpretation. My only quibble with the evening was the sandwiching of “Tombeau” and “Antique” together. Between their Ravel and the Debussy scores, there was a surplus of hypnotic flute. Yet, though there wasn’t a true blockbuster on this program, it was rich in ideas, choreographic conversations, and beautiful dancing.           

Faye Arthurs


Faye Arthurs is a former ballet dancer with New York City Ballet. She chronicled her time as a professional dancer in her blog Thoughts from the Paint. She graduated summa cum laude with a B.A. in English from Fordham University. She lives in Brooklyn with her partner and their sons.

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