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![]() August 2007 London, Coliseum © Jeffery Taylor Former dancer, Dance Critic and an Arts feature writer for the |
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The Bolshoi Ballet’s farewell programme of a truly thrilling visit to London was an exuberant and dazzling send up of Soviet propaganda. Dmitri Shostakovich’s third 1935 “Soviet ballet” The Bright Stream, has been re-worked by Bolshoi director, Alexei Ratmansky into a glorious caricature of one of the most tragic episodes in Russia’s troubled Soviet era, the collective farm. They are all there in the Caucasian Bright Stream Collective; the strong, headscarved women astride the cornfields; the quaint old Cossack cadging fags; tractor driving, square jawed heroes. We even have a flight of early fighter planes and a steam driven locomotive in Boris Messerer’s richly colourful autumnal settings, a florid cornucopia that would make any Communist PR proud.
At this point it was wise to close the Bolshoi programme where it said Synopsis. The ballet’s convoluted story makes Shakespeare’s A Midsummer Night’s Dream look like Bo Peep. Suffice to say into the Collective’s harvest festival celebrations, led by its morale officer Zina (Ekaterina Krysanova) and husband Pyotr (Andrei Merkuriev), come a troupe of Moscow artists led by The Ballerina (Natalia Osipova) and The Classical Dancer (Sergei Filin). The why is superfluous, the only point is endless, superb dancing. The female corps de ballet is terrific in acres of floral print and pinafores, matched by assorted Cossacks in aggressive red and white fur and it would take a choreographic illiterate not to respond to Shostakovich’s melodic flow.
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After the interval - chaos. Osipova is a chap, Filin is a Sylphide, The Tractor Driver (Andrei Bolotin) a dog and The Old Dacha-dweller (Alexei Loparevich) very nearly an adulterous old fool. Anastasia Vinokur as The Old Dacha-dweller’s anxious-to-be-younger-than-she-is Wife, almost steals the show with a rare gift for mimed comedy reeling dizzily from infatuation with a younger man to frenzied attempts to recapture lost looks and finally as a rifle wielding wronged wife seeking retribution. Strikingly funny was The Accordian-player Gennady Yanin’s ferociously virile courtship of Galya, Ksenia Pchelkina, sending the pig tailed schoolgirl into adolescent raptures, but best of all was Sergei Filin’s fairy. Dressed in white net and with a circlet of rose buds on his head, Filin, like all great comedy mimes, played it straight down the middle as he/she drove the octogenarian Dacha-dweller into a late flowering lust. One of the great dancers of his generation, a moving Filin is a pleasure to watch regardless of gender, and his grave approach made passing references to classics like Giselle and La Sylphide even funnier.
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