Reviews of the Royal Winnipeg Ballet in
Moulin Rouge, the Ballet.
The Winnipeg Free PressQUOTE
There's short, bearded painter Toulouse-Lautrec (Yosuke Mino), busy at his canvas. To complete the 1890s Parisian clichés, a pretty girl in a black choker and a basketful of baguettes can't be far behind. It's all très, très charming. And certainly, cultural clichés are as expected in Moulin Rouge as castanets in Carmen.
But the sense that the Royal Winnipeg Ballet has transported us to a sanitized Paris never leaves the much-anticipated production, which had its Canadian premiere Wednesday at the sold-out Centennial Concert Hall.
The Globe and MailQUOTE
Royal Winnipeg Ballet artistic director André Lewis was looking for an evening of entertainment when he commissioned Moulin Rouge – The Ballet , and that is what choreographer Jorden Morris has delivered. The Winnipeg audience indicated their enjoyment factor with a standing ovation.
Moulin Rouge – The Ballet at its most superficial level is a sweet story about star-crossed lovers. The dancing is pretty and well-executed. Morris uses readily identifiable ballet vocabulary that is comfortable for the eye to take in. As for the heady intoxication of Belle Époque Montmartre, however, that is nowhere to be found.
The Winnipeg SunQUOTE
If it all sounds rather theatric -- well, it is. Ballet purists may not approve of Moulin Rouge's tendencies to sacrifice properly executed fouettes for the sake of comic relief and to let Andrew Beck's sets and decorations (notably the huge spinning windmill lurking over the stage) shine almost as brightly as the stars. Dramaturge Rick Skene might have had to work overtime to get the dancers to emote as clearly as they do, given the narrative-heavy work -- which seems to lose some of its momentum in the second act.
Some promising dance talents do manage to emerge among all the drama and glitz. Second soloist Jo-Ann Sundermeier commands the stage as cabaret queen bee La Goulue, garnering hollers for her explosive half of a danceoff with Nathalie. First soloist Mino brings his signature quirk to cheeky Toulouse, Lambiotte's leaps could earn him a track-and-field ribbon and Lawson's vulnerable portrayal of Nathalie is nearly as flawless as her arabesque.