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REVIEWS | By Sara Veale

One for the Corps

David Bintley's “Carmina burana” has roots that go way beyond 1995, the year he took over as Birmingham Royal Ballet's artistic director and created this spectacle of a piece. The ballet is inspired by Carl Orff's cantata Carmina burana, which the German composer cobbled together in the 1930s from a slew of 13th-century poems and plays discovered in a Bavarian monastery in the early 1800s. Fast-forward to 2015 and we've got BRB remounting the work for the first time in five years.

REVIEWS | By Gracia Haby

Double-Cross

“He sounded deep, dark and mysterious and quite agitated about something.”

REVIEWS | By Sara Veale

I Fly, I Fall

“It’s human to feel vulnerable; it’s honest to feel lonely. I don’t see these emotions as negative so much as critical and introspective.” So responded Hagit Yakira when, during an audience discussion following the performance of her 2013 work “…in the middle with you” last week, a viewer enquired about the distress the piece’s characters face as they grapple with that thorniest of existential concerns, the human condition. Yakira's answer explains the meditative, rather than brooding, tone that prevails in this dance theatre work, which examines how we transition emotionally from suffering to release. The work is at once abstract...

REVIEWS | By Madison Mainwaring

The Boy Should Always Meet the Girl

Pam Tanowitz is a choreographer of conflicted interests. “When I talk about narrative and non-narrative, I feel like I want it both ways,” she said in an interview with the Joyce Theater in 2013. She cites George Balanchine and Merce Cunningham as her two greatest influences, artists whose methods and techniques lie at opposite poles of virtually every spectrum. She comes from a background in contemporary (and mostly Cunningham) style, but says that she enjoys working in ballet. This interest has sometimes gone awry. In 2012 she presented the stuffy “Untitled (Blue Ballet)” at the Kitchen, with a cast drawn...

REVIEWS | By Gracia Haby

No Rest for the Wilis

Their cheeks had the satin frost-glow of the moon;Their eyes the fire of Sirius.They circled, and droned a monotonous tune,Abandoned to love delirious.–George Meredith, Phantasy, 1861

REVIEWS | By Gracia Haby

The Body Politic

(Pay attention to what it is, just as it is.)Each person is in the best seat –John Cage[note]lines 3, 31 of 2 Pages, 122 Words on Music and Dance, 1957[/note]

REVIEWS | By Sara Veale

Classical Cores, Modern Moves

This triple bill weaves together works by three seminal twentieth-century choreographers: Jiří Kylián, John Neumeier and William Forsythe. As critic Sarah Crompton points out in the programme notes, each of these so-called ‘modern masters’ spent the early years of his career at the Stuttgart Ballet, where a hotbed of artistic innovation bloomed under the direction of the late John Cranko, who encouraged his dancers to create their own works during his reign as director in the 1960s. Together the works on display form a splendid retrospective on the ballet scene of the late twentieth century, and mark English National Ballet’s...

REVIEWS | By Victoria Looseleaf

Space Opera

In real estate, the prevailing axiom is “location, location, location,” with Heidi Duckler, whom the Los Angeles Times once dubbed the “reigning queen of site-specific dance,” proving the dictum formidable. Whether choreographing in and around laundromats, shuttered hospitals, bowling alleys or parking lots, Duckler continues to mine magic in her choice of venue, tapping a collective vein that, in the process, invariably unlocks complex emotions.

REVIEWS | By Penelope Ford

Northern Lights

When the prerecorded voice of Karen Kain announced that this year marks her tenth anniversary as artistic director of the National Ballet of Canada, the theatre burst into applause. Twice. It is no secret that the company has transformed under her watch, and the mixed winter programme suggests nothing is out of reach. The four works, spanning the balletic spectrum, highlighted the company’s range, and gave glimpses of rising stars.

REVIEWS | By Gracia Haby

Shout Out Loud

If Chunky Move’s “Depth of Field,” the beginning of my Dance Massive 2015 marathon, was to show me a seasonal pattern unshaped by human hand, “Meeting” revealed a pattern defined by sixty-four small-scale robots whilst “Overworld” writhed in a chaotic pattern of YouTube fragments tethered to the four elements, earth, air, fire, and water. The tenuous link between these Dance Massive performances is solely that of my own programming: one night, two performances seen back-to-back, separated by an hour, at the North Melbourne Town Hall.

REVIEWS | By Penelope Ford

Fleet Figures

Sylvain Émard Danse of Quebec celebrates their 25th anniversary this year, with a Canadian tour of Sylvain Émard’s most recent work, “Ce n’est pas la fin du monde” (“It’s not the end of the world”). The work premiered a year ago at the Plateau d’Eysines in Bordeaux during the Danse Toujours biennial, and the company have twice since visited France to perform the piece.

REVIEWS | By Gracia Haby

Field Notes

Seated in a purpose built grandstand in the formally exposed run-though of Chunky Move and Australian Centre for Contemporary Art’s forecourt, I waited. From this position, squinting into the sun, I was presented with a brilliant urban stage set. I pondered what I might have missed in a space I have only ever moved through at speed; the ‘field notes’ of author Richard Mabey came to mind:

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REVIEWS | Lorna Irvine

Teenage Angst and Institutions

Watching Matthew Bourne's reworked version of the “star-cross'd lovers,” I was briefly reminded of Veronica, played by Winona Ryder, in the dark 1988 comedy by Daniel Waters and Michael Lehmann, Heathers, and her line, “my teen angst bullshit has a body count.” Yes, this is the darker side of Bourne's repertoire,...

INTERVIEWS | Marina Harss

The Me of Today

The choreographer Alexei Ratmansky reflects on the war in Ukraine, the connection between geopolitics and ballet, and joining the house of Balanchine.

REVIEWS | Rachel Howard

Starry Nights

Beneath blue California skies, manicured trees, and the occasional hum of an overhead airplane, Tamara Rojo took the Frost Amphitheater stage at Stanford University to introduce herself as the new artistic director of San Francisco Ballet.

REVIEWS | Faye Arthurs

America, F**K Yeah

After a week of the well-balanced meal that is “Jewels”—the nutritive, potentially tedious, leafy greens of “Emeralds,” the gamy, carnivorous “Rubies,” and the decadent, shiny white mountains of meringue in “Diamonds”—the New York City Ballet continued its 75th Anniversary All-Balanchine Fall Season with rather more dyspeptic fare.

REVIEWS | Emily May

Acosta Danza’s Choreographic Soup

An “Ajiaco” is a type of soup common to Colombia, Cuba, and Peru that combines a variety of different vegetables, spices, and meats.