NOTE: As happens every year, we had a lot more to say about the AMERICAN DANCE FESTIVAL than we could ever fit into the print version of the INDEPENDENT. Thus these expanded essays, which delve more in depth into some of the issues that came up—plus one or two that didn't—during the season: our extended dance mixes for the 2011 ADF.
IN THIS REMIX:
THE ALTERNATIVE HERSTORY OF ANNE TERESA DE KEERSMAKER
CRASH-COURSE BUTOH CRASHES ONCE AGAIN
MUSIC TO, THROUGH, AND AT TIMES IN LIEU OF DANCING:
HUBBARD STREET, SHEN WEI, EMANUEL GAT, DOUG VARONE, RON K. BROWN, PILOBOLUS & OK GO
THE ALTERNATIVE HERSTORY OF ANNE TERESA DE KEERSMAKER
After executing a nearly mathematical set of lockstep moves, tossing and turning on a dimly lit floor that permitted them no rest, the quartet marked time in permutations of poses while seated in a Kafkesque waiting room. We then saw the numbing monotony of endless renegotiations of gender and interpersonal boundaries, necessitated by bodies that constantly disclose their sexuality—whether their inhabitants desire to or not.
ROSAS DANST ROSAS concluded with a dutiful—and equally endless—labor march, a zero-sum endeavor in which two steps in any direction inevitably resulted in two steps back. The arms that swung, with clenched fists, as the foursome charged one way and another on an invisible but all-important grid, repeatedly intensified this final part. Still, within the crisp unison of these tightly circumscribed movements, each dancer subtly individualized their delivery, emphasizing not only their characters' resilience, but their resistance as well. If the four sections of the work all but pummeled us with the inescapable demands of their characters' lives, their ceaseless and subtle personal responses served notice of a human spirit yet uncrushed.
When four women examine on stage the needful, quotidian movements of rest (and its denial), dress, waiting and work, they are undeniably telling the stories of many more, across a number of generations. In this way, ROSAS DANST ROSAS constitutes a most compelling alternative history of Everywoman. Laurel Thatcher Ulrich, that noted feminist historian whose landmark works have focused on the "silent lives of ordinary people," would be pleased.
CRASH-COURSE BUTOH CRASHES ONCE AGAIN
When we learned that one of PILOBOLUS’ world premieres was a collaboration with Dairakudakan choreographer TAKUYA MURAMATSU, we wondered if all would end well.
NOTE: As happens every year, we had a lot more to say about the AMERICAN DANCE FESTIVAL than we could ever fit into the print version of the INDEPENDENT. Thus these expanded essays, which delve more in depth into some of the issues that came up—plus one or two that didn't—during the season: our extended dance mixes for the 2011 ADF.
THE YEAR IN SCIENCE, GAME (AND CHOREOGRAPHY):
SHEN WEI, EMANUEL GAT, THOMAS DEFRANTZ, PILOBOLUS
What has taken the place of conventional (or even unconventional) narrative, so devalued among some contemporary dance artists? One answer: the scientific and mathematical frames around several major new works, a development suggesting, among other things, a future in which a number of choreographers might also be termed chief investigators.
At least since 2002’s Rite of Spring (Part I), SHEN WEI has set up various “games”—increasingly complex parameter sets governing movement and interaction—for his dancers to negotiate and solve, in real time, in sections of many of his works. In early sections of this summer's world premiere, measurement scales projected over dancers evoked physiological motion studies, conducted climbing stairs at mid-stage while performing various tasks (carrying a series of differently-weighted objects, dodging a tossed ball), as a series of computer-generated visualizations of motion studies were projected above the dancers. Even the name of the new work, LIMITED STATES, seemed lifted from a dissertation title.But one week before, audiences who stayed for a post-performance discussion heard EMANUEL GAT delineate the underpinnings of his captivating new work BRILLIANT CORNERS in a manner eerily similar to a psychologist or sociologist describing the protocols and methodology of a behavioral experiment.
“We don’t invent. We discover,” Gat asserted. “I choreographed none of the movement. It was generated by the dancers through a long process in which I define their environment. The movement doesn’t precede the situation; the movement comes as a reaction to the environment and situation they are in... I try to determine a very clear environment: what are its mechanisms, what are the rules, the constraints they have to work in. The movement is a by-product of the situation.”
Indeed, what initially struck me upon first viewing as enviably articulate—but essentially random—phrases and gestures (so much so that an early line in my critic’s notes included the Pirandellian assessment, “Six dancers in search of a choreographer,”) slowly revealed a deeper structure and organization. Looking back, both were required, in significant amounts, to keep that number of people moving at that velocity from devolving into a mosh pit of collisions. In BRILLIANT CORNERS I saw a work filled with fast and agile changes, accompanied by (or in response to) similarly drastic variations at times in sound and light.
Exclusive video footage from the world premiere of THE UNCOMMITTED by PAUL TAYLOR DANCE COMPANY at the 2011 American Dance Festival. Taylor has dedicated the work to departing ADF president Charles Reinhart. The Paul Taylor Dance Company closes the 2011 ADF with performances at the Durham Performing Arts Center through Saturday, July 23.
Regular viewers will note the brevity of this entry when compared with the eight other video previews we have produced during the 2011 ADF season, and the one company-produced video we reposted, Emanuel Gat's "trailer" for BRILLIANT CORNERS.
Taylor's company restricted our finished video preview of THE UNCOMMITTED to 30 seconds, permitting us to film no more than three minutes of raw footage over the course of the 28-minute work without seeing it beforehand. The results appear above.
Captain America: The First Avenger
two stars
Opens Friday Trianglewide
Captain America: The First Avenger ably accomplishes its primary mission: serving as the latest—and perhaps last—place setter for Marvel's long-gestating Avengers ensemble. What is shrewdly surprising about this rockem sockem, old-fashioned origin story of runt-turned-super solider Steve Rogers (Chris Evans, formerly "flaming on" in The Fantastic Four) is that the film tempers the jingoism you'd inherently expect from the chronicles of a super hero named, well, Captain America.
Repeatedly rejected for military induction during World War II because of a menagerie of maladies, bird-chested Steve Rogers is plucked from a life of back alley beatings by Dr. Abraham Erskine (Stanley Tucci), a Bavarian expatriate whose Super Solider serum transforms Rogers into a brawny world-beater.
Although patriotic, Rogers' true mom-and-apple-pie motives are simply beating up bullies and protecting his friends. The clever irony is that the Captain America moniker and image are initially the crude creation of politicians who co-opt Rogers as a travelling War Bond fundraiser. Indeed, the closest Rogers gets to Hitler is punching out his likeness during a garish revue complete with chorus girls crooning a rah-rah show tune called "Star Spangled Man" (composed by Alan Menken), an assignment that re-emasculates Rogers and a scene that's the film's unquestioned highpoint.
Rogers eventually finds his way to the war front to combat the rise of Johann Schmidt, aka Red Skull (Hugo Weaving), the Frankensteinian product of Dr. Erskine's early serum experimentations. Formerly a Hitler confidant, Schmidt supplants the Führer's aims of world domination with his own by installing himself head of his own evil organization, HYDRA, and harnessing energy from the "Cosmic Cube" (last seen in the post-credits kicker to Thor), or as he call it, "ze powa of ze Gauds."
Despite the weighty issues at play, the conflict between Captain America and Red Skull never transcends into a pitched battle between all-powerful adversaries. Essentially, Rogers barges through and takes on Schmidt and his HYDRA minions whenever he pleases. Their obligatory climactic clash is so disjointed it's hard to tell exactly what happens, aside from Capt. saving the good 'ole U.S.A. from a bunch of bombs with the names of various American cities written on them.
Directed by Joe Johnston, the imagery assumes a dieselpunk quality reminiscent of Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow. On the other hand, the converted 3D visuals oscillate between useless and graceless.
Captain America is enlightening in two respects. First, it again confirms that Tommy Lee Jones makes everything better—he steals every scene he's in playing a gruff Army colonel (natch). For that matter, amiable performances by Evans, Tucci and Haley Atwell as Rogers' comely British love interest help paper over more than a few uneven patches.
Moreover, it affirms the appeal of an enthusiastic super hero, as opposed to the many born reluctantly from tragedy, orphanage, ego and accident. Like the masses, Steve Rogers possesses the heart and desire; all he lacks is the ability.
True, Chronicles of Narnia screenwriters Christopher Markus and Stephen McFeely minimize any narrative missteps because they take few creative risks. Still, with charm, a little humor and fists/ feet/ shield of fury, Captain America is hokey, pulpy fun ... no more, no less.
Exclusive video footage from the world premiere of ETUDES FOR ITALY by MARTHA CLARKE at the 2011 American Dance Festival. The work is part of ADF's PAST/FORWARD concert, in Reynolds Theater through Wednesday, July 20.
Exclusive video footage from the world premiere of LANDSCAPES 2011 ADF by BULAREYAUNG PAGARLAVA at the 2011 American Dance Festival. The work is part of the ADF's PAST/FORWARD concert, in Reynolds Theater through Wednesday, July 20.
Exclusive video footage from the world premiere of LIMITED STATES by SHEN WEI DANCE ARTS at the 2011 American Dance Festival. The company performs at the Durham Performing Arts Center through Saturday, July 16.
What inspired a simple story about a spider? Author Michael Sims found the truth when he decided to examine one of the most beloved children's books of all time in The Story of Charlotte's Web: E.B. White's Eccentric Life in Nature and the Birth of an American Classic (Walker and Company, $25).
Sims, who'll appear at Quail Ridge Books and Music on Monday, July 11, talked with us about the book, which examines E.B. White's inspirations and process for this heartfelt (and heartbreaking) story. It proves nearly as compelling as Charlotte's Web itself.
Indy: How did the book come about?
Michael Sims: I originally got the idea because I was wanting to write a book on children's animal stories, and I'd do a series of essays on them. I was looking forward to covering Mr. Badger from The Wind in the Willows, and the rabbits in Rabbit Hilland The Cricket in Times Square&and I never got any further than Charlotte and Wilbur. I just fell in love with these characters and their stories.
I was going through E.B. White's essays and letters, and I found this wonderful line: "I didn't like spiders at first, but then I began watching one of them, and soon saw what a wonderful creature she was, and what a skillful weaver. I named her Charlotte."
I found myself wondering, "Was he just performing here? Was there really a first spider?" So I began researching and to explore the story, and found there were a lot of spiders —and pigs, from when he lived on a farm in Maine — but indeed one who helped inspire the story.
That took me back to the book. I hadn't read Charlotte's Web as a child; I discovered it as a teenager, and I fell in love with it anyway. And I'd always loved E.B. White's essays, and this sort of brought a lot of things full circle for me as a writer.
I was recently in Brooklin, Maine, where E.B. White had his farm. I'd been there a few years before researching the book, and I found myself just getting more and more caught up in these wonderful little details. I gave a talk in Brooklin, and my editor and publisher flew up for the event, and we got a photo of us standing in the barn that led to where Wilbur and the other pigs were born, and me swinging on the swing that Fern and Avery swing on in the book, because that was real too.
I got to present the talk in that town, where E.B. White and the story began, and where I began my book. And over the course of writing this, my 10th, book, I sort of fell in love with writing all over again. It was very tiring and frustrating to learn a new style of writing. I did between five and 10 drafts of the proposal, because I struggled to get the voice right. And that was before I had anything to show to a publisher.
I had to learn how to write a textured and detailed narrative, because it's a biographical narrative, and I wanted it to feel like a novel, not an analysis, but a pure story. I've fallen in love with that; I'm working on a new book in that same style, but hopefully improving and distilling it more.
E.B. White had such a long career, but it's curious that he only produced three children's books —all of which are considered classics.
Yes, essays and thousands of unsigned paragraphs in The New Yorker. I think it says something that when he decided to create for children, he focused on animal stories. He was just enormously preoccupied with animals. He loved people, he had friends, but he loved solitude and the company of animals.
What was the most surprising thing you found when you looked into White's childhood?
The most satisfying thing was how White revisited his childhood in his adult life by returning to the farm where he grew up. But I think one of the most surprising things is the very careful scientific research White did on spiders. He knew sheep and geese and pigs forward and backward — he had brought them into the world, and sometimes taken them out of the world — but when the spider entered the story, he didn't understand how spiders worked.
And he began very careful research in a series of science books, and eventually went to the American Museum of Natural History and conferred with a specialist. To me, that was such a surprise, that such a playful, unassuming novel would have grown out of such careful scientific research. It's amazing.
The other part that was surprising was how much he endlessly revised and rewrote to get the story where he wanted it — so many false starts and revisions. He had written several false starts, and even a draft mostly in pencil, and then he set it aside for a while before picking it up again. and only then did he add Fern.
It's so interesting to me how the story gained this human element, with Fern being our way of joining the animals' lives, with the old idea that humans and animals could understand each other in a period of innocence, which he sees as childhood. That's a cool idea.
I've seen the cartoon and the live-action film of Charlotte's Web, and they were both very straightforward in their adaptations, but they really lack that soothing quality you get from the original.
I agree. They really miss the voice. The lyrical aspect&I think I describe it in the book as "a distilled synthesis of what it felt like to be E.B. White" — these descriptions of the world of the farm, things that to me anchor the whimsy and magic of this world, and they make the book. The movies make pretty much no effort to capture that.
The ending of Charlotte's Web, I'll admit, hit me like a ton of bricks as a child. They even had a joke on The Simpsons once about how it reduces grown men to tears.
The publisher didn't want White to have death in the book. Remember, Wilbur has the shadow of death over him for most of the story. But it has such a powerful effect. My wife's parents live in Raleigh, and one of the bonding things with her and her dad was that he read her Charlotte's Web often as a child. I had them read a bit of it to me when I was doing this to see what it was like&a bonding point with the in-laws, I guess. (laughs) But it didn't turn readers away; it was the best-selling children's book ever, at least until Harry Potter. And it didn't have the kind of promotion you see today. White never did signings or readings for his work.
What are you working on next?
One, I'm working on a book about Henry David Thoreau in the style of the Charlotte book, about his two busy years at Walden Pond. We think of him as this curmudgeonly recluse, but he was acclaimed throughout Concord as a great dancer and musician who played the flute and violin and piano. He would go ice-skating with Emerson and Hawthorne, and he would just skate circles around them, literally. He's such an interesting character: He'd host Abolitionist meetings inside the cabin at Walden. And I want to take the opportunity to look at the man a lot of readers and commentators have ignored.
Michael Sims appears at Quail Ridge Books and Music at 7:30 p.m. on Monday, July 11.
Its name is LIMITED STATES. Rumors concerning a video component designed by the choreographer are now confirmed, and parents in the viewing audience may want to know the new work involves nudity.
But the big reveal—thus far—is that patrons who attended his company's two performances of a work called STILL MOVING in June at New York's Metropolitan Museum of Art may have gotten more than just a glimpse into the work that's headed our way. More on that in a moment.
For the most part, the information available at this point leaves us with an intriguing array of question marks. We've learned that a New York-based media design firm, FAKE LOVE, is credited with "video projection: effects and production." After digging a bit into Fake Love's track record, we found a group whose “experiential designs” have involved projecting arresting visuals onto a cloud of 500 balloons for a Microsoft rollout, CG-enhanced media support and commercials for fashion designers and high-line cosmetics, the History Channel and Google, as well as atmospheric animated and video backdrops for Girl Talk and Phantogram’s concert tours. Particularly given Fake Love's trippy clips reel, in this case the term "effects and production" leaves plenty of room open to interpretation.
LIMITED STATES is divided into three movements over 65 minutes. The first, “Dimensions,” is set to an intriguing soundscape including Rossini, NOAA weather reports, ethereal, ambient audio by Asher Thal-Nir and decidedly minimal percussion by Jarrod Fowler.
The second movement, “0-11,” honors the 11 years founding company member Sara Procopio has danced with Shen Wei since her first work with him (as an ADF student) in 2000’s NEAR THE TERRACE. Her solo is set to the controlled feedback of noise composer Daniel Burke’s group, Illusion of Safety.
Burke is also credited for the music in the final section, “Internal External #2,” which we've learned is based on a similarly-named piece that concluded Shen Wei Dance Arts’ evening-length performance, STILL MOVING, in the courtyard of the American Wing at the Metropolitan Museum of Art in June of this year.

The rest, we learn at DPAC next Thursday night.
Cirque du Soleil’s Alegria
RBC Center, Raleigh
Evening and matinee shows through July 10
The fabled Cirque du Soleil, based in Montreal, but now a world-wide performing institution, has brought its light-hearted Alegria to Raleigh for a run that includes shows well-timed for children, who will especially appreciate the silly clowning in this confection that lauds the spirit of youth. Alegria is a Spanish word for the bubbly condition of joy, and the Cirque brings it physical reality with their extraordinarily strong circus techniques.
Alegria premiered in Montreal in 1994, and has become a Cirque classic, having been viewed by more than 10 million people as it has toured the world. The production includes all the elements for which Cirque du Soleil has become so renowned: Lavish sets that convey the shows’ grand, almost mythic, themes; spectacular enlargement of circus routines into something approaching Olympic ballet; fabulous costumes and makeup; and not least—very large casts of stupendously sleek and skilled artists engaging in marvelous acts of drollery and daring.
The Alegria cast includes 55 performers and musicians. In this large venue, your ability to appreciate all the visual elements will be greatly enhanced by binoculars or opera glasses. The musicians are a wonderful sight in whiteface, white hair, white dress suits and silver vests. Playing an energetic mash-up of klezmer, jazz, tango and pop songs, they enter in a parade before taking their places at the top of the raked stage, which is decorated with a huge, mosaic-like image of a salamander under dim, dappled light. They are accompanied by The White Singer, who periodically belts out a song promoting the mood for the forthcoming action sequence. A series of comically dressed characters introduce themselves, and considerable clowning takes place, building anticipation for the glorious feats of kinetic extremity to come.
And here they come! The acrobats! Springing, flipping and tumbling, they come one after another along the paths of an x-shaped trampoline that has been uncovered onstage. Wow, wow, wow! It is thrilling. With clown routines or songs in between there follow ever-more-amazing acts. Trapeze, of course, and hand balancing; Cyr wheel spinning with some very creative moves; a fantastic fire-knife piece with two dancers each twirling two batons flaming at each end. The two-woman contortion/balancing act was truly amazing, almost hypnotizing. The Russian bars are probably the most dangerous act. A long, flexible, narrow, board is held on the shoulders of two strong men. Onto it leaps an acrobat, who then bounces, and while in the air twirls and flips. He may land on his original board, or flip over onto another one, and the landing—such spotting, such balance on that bouncing strip!—is at least as awe-inspiring as the aerial work.
There are other aerial acts, but the show closes with the all-stops-out highflying trapeze act. From a catwalk in the lighting rig, the trapeze men launch themselves through the air, to catch the trapeze, or the hands of the person already on the trapeze, as it arcs through the air. Once four people are attached, they eel over each other and one swings back to the catwalk before another one joins the end of the group. This repeats until you think they must begin to fall. Instead, they jump. From graceful dives into the net below, they spring upright—a true testament to the glory of youth—and take graceful bows.
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