It was as though Bach’s Partita No. 2 had lifted us up & up, floating in the vacuum of space & now the grainy slides of Charmatz and De Keersmaekers trainers on the stage floor were bringing us back… Continue Reading
Nudity in dance is always loaded, always more than absence of costume. Often it’s born of a kind of messianic puritanism: the conviction, on the part of the choreographer, that the audience, in some sense, needs “liberating”. But this isn’t Charmatz’s game at all.
Beyond Bollywood is a riot. The huge cast of this shameless, feel good extravaganza, playing til the end of June, generates enough energy to light up nearby Oxford Circus for a fortnight.
For my part I maybe didn’t fully embrace 'manger', perhaps, but I’m glad I experienced it... Continue Reading
The mesmerisingly beautiful Alessandra Ferri, a revenant from the Royal Ballet’s 1980s, now aged 52, is still unequalled in her dramatic empathy with asthenia and the pain of living.
You’re grudgingly glad the piece exists, but whether you’d ever, ever want to see it again is quite another matter
For me the magic of the dancing museum is hidden in the interactions between the visitors and the dancers. The opportunity to informally chat to them and ask questions is a gift.... Continue Reading
So, what was Charmatz’s point? All the tenets of (modern and/or post-modern) dance – that is, of bodies in time and space - were well-defined. The movement itself was set yet raw, vigorous yet rigorous... Continue Reading