Since no one has posted yet about SFBs current season, I'll start things out, but I'm neither a writer nor a critic, so I hope someone else will expand on this. Also, I'd suggest checking the Links forum for proper reviews.
February 2, Matinee
Divertimento No. 15
Music: Mozart
Choreography: George Balanchine
Costumes: after Karinska
Conductor: Martin West
Principal cast: Elana Altman, Kristin Long, Sarah Van Patten, Katita Waldo, Rachel Viselli, Nicolas Blanc, Mateo Klemmayer, Hansuke Yamamoto
For some reason, I've never thought of Mozart's music as being danceable; luckily, Balanchine disagreed (presumably that's why he was an artistic genius and I work for a bank). This charmer from 1956 provides ample opportunity for soloists and ensemble to shine, and generally I thought it a good fit for SFBs talented dancers, the women in particular. Only Katita Waldo in the First Variation looked uncomfortable and constricted. (I should say here that I'm a fan of hers; in December, she danced an exquisite Nutcracker GPPD. She seems like a very welcoming dancer, as if she couldn't be more delighted to have spent 10 years training and countless hours in class and rehearsal just so she could present this lovely gift to her audience. Not all performers can project that.) While she has speed, she lacks fleetness, if that makes any sense, but she was back on form in the beautiful Andante.
Among the other very well danced variations, Sarah Van Patten stood out with a spontaneity that bordered on recklessness. And Nicolas Blanc in the male variation was notable for his soundless landings and some beautifully controlled pirouettes.
My only serious complaint with the performance was the general sloppiness of the entrechats; even the women's supported entrechats looked ill-defined. That kind of thing is annoying in any performance, but Balanchine's choreography here doesn't easily forgive fudged details. I hope I just caught 16 dancers having a collective off day, batterie-wise.
Drink To Me Only With Thine Eyes
Music: Virgil Thomson
Choreography: Mark Morris
Costumes: Santo Loquasto
Pianist: Nataly'a Feygina
Cast: Nicolas Blanc, Jaime Garcia Castilla, Frances Chung, Dana Genshaft, Margaret Karl, Gennadi Nedvigin, Patricia Perez, Damian Smith, Benjamin Stewart, Matthew Stewart, Katita Waldo, Vanessa Zahorian (note that there was a substitution, but a late-arriving patron in my row stomped on my foot just as the announcement was made and I didn't hear the names)
This was just terrific, full of little signature moments (men carrying women draped over their shoulder, odd-ball entrances and exits). The earlier parts seemed like they would have been better served with the women dancers off-pointe, though later Morris uses more conventional ballet steps just slightly askew (e.g., releve passe - sorry, I don't have the little accent thingys - on the beat, then hold the passe an extra half beat and continue with the releves on the off beat). The last section, performed to the title song, was unexpectedly exquisite, almost reverent. Well danced by all and something I really want to see again.
Firebird
Music: Igor Stravinsky
Choreography: Yuri Possokhov
Costumes: Sandra Woodall
Scenic design: Yuri Zhukov
Principal cast: Firebird: Lily Rogers; Prince and Princess: Ruben Martin and Sarah Van Patten; Kaschei: Garret Anderson
A very stylized, somewhat abbreviated telling of the Firebird story (according to Rachel Howard's review in the Chronicle, the Firebird suite is used instead of the full score). I gather this production has come in for something of a critical drubbing, but the audience certainly loved it and the dancers seemed to be having a high old time.
The Prince and Princess are not the expected noble lovers; instead, she's a bit of a Valley Girl by way of Old Russia, and he's just a garden variety jerk. They're shallow and unlikable, and they deserve each other (I give it five years, then divorce court, lawyers involved, who gets the castle...), and while I don't like either of them, that dislike makes it all the more believable that he would dump the Firebird after she helps them escape Kaschei.
Ruben Martin was appropriately caddish and Van Patten gave another superb performance.
Garret Anderson, gotten up like Sid Vicious on a bad nails day, slimed around with plenty of gusto.
In the title role, Lily Rogers beautifully caught the bird-like qualities of the character (without excessive arm flapping, thank heavens). She's a lovely dancer, and I was not a little astonished to discover she's still in the corps de ballet.
Next Saturday, Program 1.
