January 22, 2011

Review: A cathartic Rite at the Paris Opera Ballet

Apollo / O zlozony/O composite / The Rite of Spring
Choreography: George Balanchine, Trisha Brown, Pina Bausch
Paris Opera Ballet
Palais Garnier
December 17, 2010

Would any other ballet company dare to present Nureyev’s Swan Lake and Pina Bausch’s Rite of Spring at the same time, in two different opera houses? The Paris Opéra Ballet prides itself on the extremes it covers in terms of repertoire, but their Christmas contemporary mixed bill was a hit-and-miss flirt with foreign styles.

Apollo has been seen more often than any other Balanchine ballet in Paris in recent years, most likely because of the limited number of dancers required. The company’s placid classicism and cool demeanor make for polished performances, but sadly evacuate what in the choreography is space for subversiveness—the muses in particular are so polite that Balanchine’s metaphorical ballet looks at times uncannily like a misogynistic ode to a man arranging his obedient harem. (…)

» Read the full review in Dance Magazine





October 24, 2010

Review: The Spirit and Myths of Post-War France

Le Rendez-vous / Le Loup / Le Jeune homme et la mort
Choreography: Roland Petit
Paris Opera Ballet
Palais Garnier
September 25, 2010

Essentially French: perhaps the first words that come to mind when the curtain raises on a recreation of the black and white Paris so often seen on French postcards, the setting for Le Rendez-vous. But far from being just a nostalgic trip back in time, the Roland Petit triple bill with which the Paris Opera Ballet opened its 2010-11 season brings back the collaborative spirit of a seminal, arguably glorious era. Picasso, Prévert, Brassaï, Cocteau, Jean Anouilh all contributed something to the works on offer, a curtain here, a wonderfully Surrealist plotline there. The perfume and myths of old France emerge naturally from these ingredients; while the neo-classical choreography may not always speak of genius, Petit was undeniably a product of the artistic milieu these artists belonged to, and he channelled the delicate metaphors they devised for him in the 1940s and 1950s into rich, intelligent works.

Le Rendez-vous and Le jeune homme et la mort have much in common, and are both firmly rooted in French culture. Neither of their heroes has a name: they are jeunes hommes (young men), and a type often encountered in 19th and early 20th-century French literature – the moody young man who has come to Paris to make a fortune or to become an artist, and who gets lost on the way, sidetracked by melancholy or the absurdity of life. The smoking hero of Le jeune homme et la mort, who lives in a garret in Paris and has Picasso prints looming over his bed, evokes Baudelaire’s anguished melancholy or Louis Aragon’s Aurélien, caught in the strange inter-war atmosphere, doomed to love a woman whose face reminds him of a death mask. In Le rendez-vous, the hero plays a dangerous game with Fate while two innocent children dance to Jacques Prévert’s nostalgic Les enfants qui s’aiment. In 25 minutes, Petit captures the world Marcel Carné and Prévert created together on film (at once lyrical and unsentimental, eerie and tragic) much better than José Martinez’ recent re-creation of their masterpiece, Les Enfants du paradis. Both jeunes hommes encounter Death in the end, whose personification is striking in each case: a woman, of course, with two versions of the femme fatale, as ambiguous as any Surrealist figures. What we see are two modern enactments of Le spleen de Paris, in a sense, as Baudelaire had so aptly titled one of his volumes of poems – a life-or-death mental struggle against a background of Brassaï photos or Citroën lights. (…)

» Read the full review in Ballet.co Magazine

Nicolas Le Riche & Hugo Vigliotti in Le Rendez-vous © Anne Deniau

Nicolas Le Riche & Hugo Vigliotti in Le Rendez-vous © Anne Deniau





December 24, 2009

Review: Chasing the character of the Ballets Russes

Ballets Russes
Le Spectre de la Rose / L’après-midi d’un faune / Le Tricorne / Petrouchka

Paris Opera Ballet
Opéra Garnier, Paris
18 December 2009

The centenary of the Ballets Russes has provided ballet companies with the opportunity to revive great works, many of them routinely achieving what eludes most creations today: an alchemy born not only of choreography, but also of music and design. The credits for the Paris Opera Ballet’s latest triple bill form a Who’s Who of ballet in the 1910s: Nijinsky, Fokine, Massine, Picasso, Bakst, Benois, Stravinsky, not to mention the dancers that once shared the stage with them. Where the works stand, however, today’s performers don’t always relate to the character flavor of the choreography, despite the glittering array of Principals on display for the filmed performances of the run.

Le Spectre de la Rose is an important work, perhaps the first manifestation of a woman’s desire in classical dance, but it is also the one piece on the program that seemed in serious need of a new design. The girl’s bonnet is now faded, old-fashioned in an intrusive way, while the Rose’s pale unitard and its pink petals only serve to make the feminine lines of today’s performers more obvious. Or is it just that we have lost something essential – the rich metaphor once conveyed by Nijinsky and Tamara Karsavina? On the basis of this performance, it is quite likely. Matthias Heymann turns the Rose into a jumping exercise – his eyes tend to go dead, and while he has clearly worked on his ports de bras, a certain stiffness remains. His partnering is also remarkably pedestrian – when the girl reaches out for him, he is happy to catch his breath for a minute behind her. His Rose is devoid of any perfume, but then – why throw him into a filmed performance so young, when comparisons will be made? Isabelle Ciaravola, now 37, but made an Etoile the same night as Heymann, gives a sensitive performance. Delicate and shy when she enters, she looks stunningly young as the young girl dreaming about her rose. There’s a hint of French 19th-century romanticism about her, and although she works her unnaturally arched feet to the point of distortion, her sense of wonder brings some meaning to a pale Spectre. (…)

» Read the full review in Ballet.co Magazine

Benjamin Pech in Petrouchka © Sébastien Mathé / Opéra National de Paris

Benjamin Pech in Petrouchka © Sébastien Mathé / Opéra National de Paris





November 20, 2009

Review: In Jewels’ Paris store (Ashley Bouder and Gonzalo Garcia at the Palais Garnier)

Jewels
Paris Opera Ballet
Palais Garnier, Paris
5 & 12 November 2009

The Paris Opera Ballet clearly loves Jewels. Since its French premiere, in 2000, the company has danced it nearly 90 times – easier to tour than a narrative full-length, but still evocative of the supposed grandeur of the institution, Balanchine’s triptych has been shown in Australia and a good number of French cities. In the meantime, portions of the ballet, dressed by Christian Lacroix, have also started to look like a VIP party – smart, scintillating, and about as poetic as the jewellery section of the nearby Galeries Lafayette, despite Ashley Bouder and Gonzalo Garcia’s welcome visit.

As it is, Emeralds may be quintessentially French, but it is not sophisticated Lacroix French, despite the rather fitting creations of the designer. A good many dancers seem confused about the atmosphere they’re supposed to impersonate – some go for the big smile, some for expressionless, but an uneasiness persists over the potential lyricism of this intimate jewel. Strangely, those mixed feelings still work well in the Molto Adagio that closes the ballet. At this point, the seven soloists seemed to me a new image of a decadent nobility hanging on to its delicacy of manners, the men absent princes, the women already in another world – as if the chain they form and re-form was already dead, buried by too many changes. (Whether that bodes well for the company is another matter.)

Clairemarie Osta was head and shoulders above everyone else in this fleeting ballet, which fits her like a glove. In the Sicilienne solo, she is entirely lost in her world – an underwater kingdom where playing and mourning are two sides of the same thing. Her curtseys are little surprises, invitations to the invisible, but the Ondine she impersonates so well has clearly discovered the weight of the years gone by. Later on, in the pas de deux, nostalgia wins – a nostalgia triggered by the absent presence of her partner (Benjamin Pech, at his most pallid). Her expressiveness and longing find no echo in him, and she seems again to be waiting for something that no longer exists – gazing into an empty path while walking delicately on pointe, her solitude magnificent.

» Full review on Ballet.co (Ashley Bouder, Gonzalo Garcia, Aurélie Dupont in Rubies, Marie-Agnès Gillot in Diamonds…)





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