Whether it resembles the slow, building roll of distant thunder or the immediacy of an overhead lightning storm, flamenco is electric. This energy, however, is an intimate one, and one that benefits greatly from proximity.
Based in Tokyo, Condors is an all-male contemporary dance troupe founded by director and choreographer Ryohei Kondo in 1996. In their 30th year, the company retains all their original members with a few new additions.
Liv Lorent MBE is a gal I relate to, a choreographer with a penchant for the gothic, drawing upon the duality of traditions within narrative dance: the grand guignol and the sentimental.
Lights go up on three dancers who sit side by side on the floor in a far corner of the stage, legs outstretched, soles of their bare feet delightfully exposed. Siblings posing for a photo in the backyard? It’s a brief look, like a flashback.
Mesmerizing to watch? Or commentary on life versus machine? The program performed by Lyon Opera Ballet at New York’s City Center is both. Merce Cunningham’s “Biped” (1999) features a double cast—one of human dancers, and another of computer generated figures.
In the second week of February, an ensemble of young and remarkably accomplished dancers presented a lovely and generously conceived programme just beyond the Paris city limits, at the Théâtre des Sablons in Neuilly-sur-Seine, as part of a tour spanning not only several French cities but also Spain, Germany, Switzerland and Malaysia. The evening unfolded as a carefully balanced succession of styles, allowing the dancers to reveal both technical assurance and interpretative maturity. Overall, the cohesion of the ensemble and the clarity of their stage presence matched those of an established professional company. Yet this was not, strictly speaking, the...
Oh to love and be loved, what a beautiful mess it is. Nobody captures the contradictions of passion quite like Pina Bausch, whose “Sweet Mambo” is cast in her signature silly-meets-sincere mould—another treat for us Bausch bods out here, less fetching perhaps if you’re not a fan of her highly mannered house style.
Continuing a project launched in 2019, lyrical singer Ekaterina Anapolskaya and former Opéra de Paris sujet, now professor at the ballet school, Gilles Isoart curated an evening of international guests conceived as a celebration of the nineteenth-century heritage.
London loves Pina Bausch. The Tanztheater legend is an annual fixture at Sadler’s Wells, and her work still manages to be one of the hottest tickets in town.
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,...
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.
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.