Dance show and s'more
Aug. 7th, 2009 07:46 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tamara_russoSo... I went to see the dancers of the Paris Opera House yesterday at the Suzanne Dalal center.
First thing's first, I must say I like the Israeli choreography much better than the one I saw yesterday, but the dancers were unbelievable. I've never seen such accuracy or such a wonderful technique. It was "Classic" modern dancing at it's best, if you get my drift. The choreography was not classic ballet, but it had no "thinking outside the box" air as I've come to expect from the Israeli productions, no innovation like in Inbal Pinto's work, or in The Kibbutz Contemporary Dance Company's shows, but the performance was superb, moving and, really, a feast for the soul.
The show had five parts, each with it's own music, dancers and concept.
First we had a very standard duo dance, a man and a woman dancing together with their passion and love and need and every cliche you can think of. Beautifully done.
Second part was the shortest and it was a solo by an older dancer (a man) who danced with precision of a surgeon but was my least favorite.
The third part was two men dancing together, with some incredible acrobatics and a sense of competition which made you look at them without deciding if the like or dislike each other.
Forth part was my favorite - man and a woman again, but differently. They started dancing their happy companionship, a kind of dance people who have been happily married for 20 years would dance, and then the guy went off to war and she danced his absence. The loss was so great it made her mad and then he came back, wearing nothing but skin-colored shorts, and started dancing her hallucination. It was mesmerizing to see how she went deeper and deeper into the loss and depression which made her, in the end, believe her hallucination was real. The pain was so great I started crying. First time I ever cried because of a dance.
Fifth part had four guys in four squares of light. While one was dancing the other three wrote lines with chalk inside their square (imagine each square had been divided into four smaller squares), filling one forth of the square each solo time. Each dancer danced only inside their own square of light, and not on the written part. The forth dancer was astonishing in dancing inside a 1x1 meter square, more or less. And without once leaving the area. All four dancers danced a routine to end the piece, and I couldn't help think that what they did there was dance and it's opposite - because nothing goes "outside of the square" as dance can, or any kind of art for that matter.
There were a lot of applause, and I left with a huge grin and a need to talk.
Udi was home when I got back and was very kind to listen to my rambling about the show. I also got to talk with him about what he wanted to do when he will be discharged in November, and a bit about politics. He seemed to be in a fairly good mood (might have something to do with the fact he's on vacation this week) and the late hour seemed to help him open up. It was a good conversation.
My mom and I went to buy me a dress today in Hod Hasharon (since she didn't like the one I got and I really didn't want to go to the wedding we have this week with pants or a skirt) and we managed to find a nice one we both liked, with good shape and it's not black (only needs to be shortened a bit). Spent the day doing nothing much, supporting a headache (third time this week... Damn air condition).
I can't wait until tomorrow, because I'll be giving Hagar her birthday present and it has been in the works since March. Finally. The card is done as well, and all I have left to do is wrap it, which will be a hassle, the painting being 70x100 cm...
First thing's first, I must say I like the Israeli choreography much better than the one I saw yesterday, but the dancers were unbelievable. I've never seen such accuracy or such a wonderful technique. It was "Classic" modern dancing at it's best, if you get my drift. The choreography was not classic ballet, but it had no "thinking outside the box" air as I've come to expect from the Israeli productions, no innovation like in Inbal Pinto's work, or in The Kibbutz Contemporary Dance Company's shows, but the performance was superb, moving and, really, a feast for the soul.
The show had five parts, each with it's own music, dancers and concept.
First we had a very standard duo dance, a man and a woman dancing together with their passion and love and need and every cliche you can think of. Beautifully done.
Second part was the shortest and it was a solo by an older dancer (a man) who danced with precision of a surgeon but was my least favorite.
The third part was two men dancing together, with some incredible acrobatics and a sense of competition which made you look at them without deciding if the like or dislike each other.
Forth part was my favorite - man and a woman again, but differently. They started dancing their happy companionship, a kind of dance people who have been happily married for 20 years would dance, and then the guy went off to war and she danced his absence. The loss was so great it made her mad and then he came back, wearing nothing but skin-colored shorts, and started dancing her hallucination. It was mesmerizing to see how she went deeper and deeper into the loss and depression which made her, in the end, believe her hallucination was real. The pain was so great I started crying. First time I ever cried because of a dance.
Fifth part had four guys in four squares of light. While one was dancing the other three wrote lines with chalk inside their square (imagine each square had been divided into four smaller squares), filling one forth of the square each solo time. Each dancer danced only inside their own square of light, and not on the written part. The forth dancer was astonishing in dancing inside a 1x1 meter square, more or less. And without once leaving the area. All four dancers danced a routine to end the piece, and I couldn't help think that what they did there was dance and it's opposite - because nothing goes "outside of the square" as dance can, or any kind of art for that matter.
There were a lot of applause, and I left with a huge grin and a need to talk.
Udi was home when I got back and was very kind to listen to my rambling about the show. I also got to talk with him about what he wanted to do when he will be discharged in November, and a bit about politics. He seemed to be in a fairly good mood (might have something to do with the fact he's on vacation this week) and the late hour seemed to help him open up. It was a good conversation.
My mom and I went to buy me a dress today in Hod Hasharon (since she didn't like the one I got and I really didn't want to go to the wedding we have this week with pants or a skirt) and we managed to find a nice one we both liked, with good shape and it's not black (only needs to be shortened a bit). Spent the day doing nothing much, supporting a headache (third time this week... Damn air condition).
I can't wait until tomorrow, because I'll be giving Hagar her birthday present and it has been in the works since March. Finally. The card is done as well, and all I have left to do is wrap it, which will be a hassle, the painting being 70x100 cm...