The taut musculature of Mr White seems to almost ooze around the stage at a subtly shifting, humid pace... Continue Reading
Many of the dancers were recruited from the favelas rather than formal dance school, and this gives them a raw energy, as they switch from hyper-sexy to cartoon-tender in a second. Forget showgirls in feathers, this is sensuality rather than bootylicious cliché.
What’s so enjoyable about Mad Women is not just the dryness of its wit and its deft U-turns of fantasy, but also that it elicits such alert, intelligent performances from its cast.
…at the heart of the exhibition are Rainer’s dances, four of which are being performed throughout its run. The most familiar is Trio A (1966), a 10-minute sequence of seemingly disconnected moves – from simple arm-swings to whimsically asymmetric footwo…
We discover [Paul] White gripped by a narcoleptic torpor, from which he gradually rouses himself, assuming a series of quasi-animal forms – now spiderish, now ape-like – before driving himself to sweat-drenched exhaustion through a series of raw, self-exploratory rituals.
Oleg Fomin is the idle, blustering King Dodon, Natalia Savelieva is the calculating Queen of Shemakha, all smouldering glances and sultry split jetés, and Pavel Okunev is the Golden Cockerel, a powerful and even threatening presence with his beating wings and stabbing feet.