I slept in and then took another heavy nap at around 4.
Between the first sleep and the second one, I read the essay on memoir. There's a whole chunk that rexplains first, second, and third person. It is a huge spoon feeding that left me not wanting to read more of the essay. But I did.
Today's TBA performance, and final one for the season, was Raymund Hoghe's Bolero Variations. The place was crowded, but it was people waiting to get into the other show. The show was in a beautiful blue auditorium with green seats and red accents. The show was another thing that falls under the term of "deconstruction" except this time it was done right.
This was the first time Hoghe was in America. The big debut on historic 9/11. His French but Armenian born performer was held back due to visa issues. Visa issues that none of the other foreign performers had. There was a hole in the performance for sure, but it didn't hinder it.
The majority of the piece was an intense focus on small and calculated dance moves. It takes a long of strength and talent to keep consistent with things like that. There were a few faced paced dance numbers that proved the talent of the performers. Still, the majority of the long piece was slow. The short numbers were mostly there to confirm that they were indeed marvelous and talented. To show they were skilled and it does take skill to do something so intense and minimal. This is lost on a lot of the work that I have seen. It was lost of the audience as well. People left during intermission (the show was 140 minutes long, which is longer than three Angel episodes). At times I did want to leave but I asked myself what I found so dull and then I studied the movements more and became engrossed once again.
The performance included a part where the five male members all poured sand onto the stage. One of the dancers took over the part for the missing performer and a teeshirt was set on the ground in his place. At the end, Raimund bowed the shirt in the performers place. Mr Hoghe was a short man with a hump back. A very intriguing figure that I was happy to see on the stage. The other men were very attractive and it was nice that it ended with them shirtless. The only woman had a very hard to determine age. From some angles she looked 60 and others barely 30.
It was long but moving.
No comments:
Post a Comment