Mark Morris's "Orfeo ed Euridice"
by Susan Reiter
Mark Morris’ new production of Gluck’s gorgeous 1762 opera is filled with images of eloquent simplicity. Not for a moment did the stage picture feel spare, but there was also not a moment of excess, nothing to distract from the emotional momentum of the work. The presiding concept was that of grace — an ennobling purity and restraint. Morris employed 18 members of his company (plus four men from the Met’s dance roster) not only for spirited, elegantly crafted sequences during the score’s extensive dance music, but also in resonant choral patterns to echo and amplify Orpheus’ sufferings. READ MORE
New York City Ballet's Spring Season
"Romeo + Juliet"
Wherefore art thou Juliet?
by Tom Phillips
One Austria: Disparate Outlets for Dance
A Letter about Vienna and Salzburg
by George Jackson
To see the most elegant dancing in Austria, the prerequisite is patience. It takes time to for the Lipizzaner stallions to warm up and although this period may be considerable, it can be savored. There’s a style and pulse even to the ambulatory trot as the horses and their uniformed riders enter the Spanish Riding School’s baroque amphitheater. Crystal chandeliers are suspended from the ceiling, the walls of the hall are as white as the hair of the fully mature stallions (younger animals are darker shades) and turf the color of coffee with cream covers the arena floor. Four thin legs must sustain proportionally more weight than a human dancer’s pair, so doing something as bravura as courbettes or caprioles right away is unwise. READ MORE
San Francisco Letter 28
"Don Quixote" and Muriel Maffre's Farewell
by Rita Felciano
David Parker and the Bang Group
by Susan Reiter
David Parker’s new work was originally to have been titled after the name of a park in Bruges, Belgium, which served as a major inspiration. But he ended up re-titling it with a quote from “Macbeth”’s famous soliloquy of resignation (“Life’s but a Walking Shadow, a poor player/That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,/and then is heard no more”). There was certainly nothing overtly doom-laden, despite some introspective and melancholy moments, about the piece, which does last exactly an hour. But there is plenty of playful cooperation, childlike trust and amiability in the movement and ongoing sound production the eight dancers perform. READ MORE