Matthew Bourne’s The Red Shoes
There is a lot of dancing but it does feel like one big number after another at times. And the choreography within them is very busy
There is a lot of dancing but it does feel like one big number after another at times. And the choreography within them is very busy
Ballet Black have had a difficult year having to relocate to West London. It doesn’t show in performance, however.
Eyal’s Into the Hairy for her company, S-E-D, depicts a strange world, one whose inhabitants are disconcertingly humanoid, but not quite human
A definite must-see, jam packed with significance and meaning which is often sadly lacking in many other ultra-abstract performances.
Movement is precise, the ensemble formidable. Hair lashes through the air, sound rises from the floor, drums and chanting mix with the dry friction of sand
They Look Like People is a whimsical exploration of identity… a ‘dance play,’ it is engaging, moving, funny, and entirely in keeping with the dancers
Theatre of Dreams is so far out of the box, that I found it impossible to follow… The staging is certainly innovative and exciting
David Dawson’s Four Last Songs: sleek, extremely physical and emotional… Poetry in motion, it is utterly, utterly gorgeous.
All seventeen dancers were outstanding throughout, never dropping their attention to detail, bringing intense emotion to their dancing.
Picasso bent women with a brush. Holbein crushed ambassadors with a skull. Cherkaoui piles his house with dancers, books, frames, bones.
A wonderful rendition of this much-loved C.S. Lewis story… festooned with magical effects and magnificent puppetry