I skipped it, too. I hesitated a moment because I'm interested in the technique of putting ballet on screen, but there are plenty of examples of good and bad around already. To judge from the thread discussing the broadcast, it wasn't a particularly good job of that, although some think
anything is praiseworthy, just for being done at all:
http://ballettalk.invisionzone.com/index.p...mp;#entry248099I happen to disagree with the hope sometimes heard behind this way of thinking, that if the mediocre is supported, "it will get better". I've lived too long to believe that, because I've seen so many things just stay mediocre, sometimes until they fizzle out entirely.
But the main reason I skipped it is that I saw the Love Scene on a Workshop program a year ago, and found it watery, to say the least. If what should be the peak of the ballet is so weak... And I also find the Prokofiev music awfully heavy, too heavy to be a basis for something aerial. (I've not yet seen the Lavrovsky ballet film and hope to eventually, nevertheless; the MacMillan film I watch for Fonteyn and Nureyev, as well as for Czinner's filming technique, and wish they were doing something else. Which of course they did before the camera at other times, fortunately.)
I'm not sure I'd use the word
boycott for this, though. I think a
boycott is a protest with the aim of some improvement. I just think I'm finding better uses for my time -- like socializing online in one of my favorite interest communities -- or protecting myself from disappointment, sometimes to the extent of depression or trauma. I sat out
Watermill years ago, because I thought it squandered resources or was pretentious or something, and I usually skipped performances of
Brahms-Schoenberg Quartet in those days because I'd found that the fewer ballets I saw on my visits to New York, the more I remembered, and I wanted very much to remember certain things I saw. Brahms's quartet put me off as another of his projects to impress without charming.
(Until the final Gypsy Rondo. The spirited competition between serious friends Farrell and d'Amboise made of it was wonderful, but for me it was a long haul getting there. [And one time as I was leaving early to savor and preserve my fresh memories, coming down the nearly-empty stairs to the lobby just before the curtain went up on
Brahms-Schoenberg, I had the embarrassment of passing the choreographer, going
up the stairs to watch his good friend Karin von Aroldingen dance in it. At least, he didn't know me from a door handle!])
Times change and we with them. Decades later, I would see a program of SFB which concluded with
Brahms-Schoenberg: It towered over the three dances by contemporary choreographers that had proceeded it like the Rocky Mountains tower over Denver.
But trauma is the word for what I felt at a performance of MCB just a few years ago:
http://ballettalk.invisionzone.com/index.php?showtopic=22691I watch dancing with some awareness of what sorts of people dancers are, even if I don't know them, and realistic images of one being caned or another hanging herself clash too strongly with my regard for these wonderful creatures. I couldn't see that again.
But although I saw around forty programs a year of Balanchine's company, and still respond to the occasional good video of it, these days, I rarely look at NYCB in the theatre. Not boycotting it. Just protecting myself.