Something old, something new, something borrowed and something blue seems to be the theme of Smuin Ballet’s spring season, which opened at the Novellus Theater at Yerba Buena Center for the Arts on Friday, and which continues through May 17.
In the new/borrowed category is Trey McIntyre’s flirtatious “The Naughty Boy!” which opens the program. Sporting a red furry mohawk of a cap, a pert Jessica Touchet plays a Cupid-like interloper romping through the amorous interludes of four couples. Danced to a recording of Mozart’s Violin Concerto in G, McIntyre’s contemporary speediness is likable, if not ground-breaking, and he maps out his steps with a precision that utilizes deft pointe work and pinpoint accuracy in the partnering to entertaining and sometimes dazzling effect, particularly from the spicy-sweet Jean Michelle Sayeg. But he also misses a few opportunities to steer “The Naughty Boy!” into more unusual territory. When Touchet inserts herself into Erin Yarbrough-Stewart and Aaron Thayer’s romantic pas de deux, for instance, the twining, interlocking trio looks like a promising conceit. But just as things get interesting, Cupid exits, leaving behind a very lovely and sentimental, but garden-variety, duet.
If the praise sounds a mite lukewarm, the problem is that Michael Smuin at his best and most inventive sets a high bar that’s hard to match. Immediately following McIntyre’s ballet on the program is Smuin’s miniature gem “Bouquet,” made for San Francisco Ballet in 1981 and a work that captures the best impulses of the imaginative, evocative ballet choreography of the 1970s. There are nods to the classics in quotations from “Sleeping Beauty’s” famous Rose Adagio and Balanchine’s “Apollo” in the opening quartet, in which a delicate, playful Yarbrough drifts into the sphere of three romantic suitors, but Smuin’s inclination here is toward an unabashed modern romanticism that admirably captures the disquieting ache of Dmitri Shostakovich’s music.
For those more familiar with Smuin’s late period razzle-dazzle, the company also premiered a suite of dances from his last story ballet, “St Louis Woman: A Blues Ballet,” which he choreographed in 2003 for Dance Theatre of Harlem to songs and musical interludes out of Harold Arlen and Johnny Mercer’s 1946 musical of the same title.
The company has edited the original ballet down to suite of dances that sketch the rivalry between jockey Little Augie--played on opening night by the a jazzy, swaggering Ryan Camou--and the owner of Rocking Horse Club, Biglow Brown, danced by Matthew Linzer, both of whom are in love with the same woman, Robin Cornwell’s glamorous Della Green. The results are mixed. On the one hand, we lose bizarre, confusing plot elements like the Death character and the perplexing multiple finale numbers, but on the other, the drama of the races, the shooting and its aftermath are also gone and what remains still doesn’t make a lot of sense. Key numbers like “Come Rain or Come Shine” and “It’s a Woman’s Prerogative”--danced with winning charm by Terez Dean and Shannon Hurlburt-- are still there, as is Tony Walton’s colorful, Matisse-like backdrop. But despite the high-kicking spirit and Broadway jollity, the bits and pieces just doesn’t seem to hang together, although to be fair, neither did the complete original ballet.
An edited version of this review first appeared in the San Francisco Chronicle.
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