Whelan's Swan, 1/13/00
Posted 14 January 2000 - 01:03 PM
With all the performances coming fast and furious these days at the New York City Ballet, Iíve fallen alarmingly behind in keeping up with writing about them, well, in starting to write about them, actually. Iíve decided that the ideal is the enemy of the good, so rather than aspire to my usual level of wit and profundity, I thought Iíd bang out a quick little notice about City Balletís Swan Lake last night. They say familiarity breeds contempt, but sometimes, if oneís lucky, it engenders a kind of desperate, hopeless numbness. I guess Iím not quite familiar enough with Peter Martinsí Swan Lake, then. The hideous dťcor in the court scenes is jarring on the fifth viewing as on the first, and my mind still races in attempts to list whatís wrong with this production. I find myself wanting to say that underneath its ugly-duckling exterior thereís a mediocre ballet struggling to get out, but then I consider the hodge-podge Martinsí made of the white acts, and I feel like throwing up my hands (mostly) in defeat. "Didnít this music used to be in the fourth act? Wasnít there something else more interesting going on to this bit Ė was it by Balanchine? Petipa? Ivanov? What happened to the battus at the end of the White Swan? Didnít Balanchine have a lot more interesting stuff going on in the "second" act? But maybe Peter needed that music for his "fourth" act. Why does Von Rotbart take off his cloak when heís dying Ė so he can go out like Margaret Hamilton in The Wizard of Oz?" I suppose this shows how my train of thought (not the LIRR, upon which Iím typing this) plummets from the sublime to the ridiculous. This production does make me wish I were more of a Swan Lake scholar, however.
Having said all that, I must admit that in less-jarring dress, the court scenes would probably look fine. Leaving aside snide jokes about the poor state of the laundries in, well, wherever it is ("Iím sorry, Mr. Prince, sir, but we still havenít found who put the razor blades in the castleís dryer yet, but we did toss in some more blue dye in the wash, just for you.") and also of interior decorating ("This is Vinnie from the Acme Grecian Column Rental Corporation. Youíve missed your last six payments on your columns, and we have to repossess them, but, seeing how youse is a prince, weíll leave you these little busted stumps for your Jester to jump on. OK?"), Martins has made some lovely dances. Itís hard to hate the Jester when heís danced so well by Tom Gold, and the scene where the court maidens all implore Seigfried to dance with them is a charming way of pointing out that this guy is far from the life of his own party. I liked Martinsí version of the Pas de Trois, and his Pas de Quatre in the "third" act is a gem. Iím even getting fond of the Russian dance, bizarre costumes and all. I do wonder about the white acts Ė this is the only Swan Lake Iíve ever seen where the "fourth" act is more interesting than the second. At least thatís how it was last night.
Since the first announcement of City Balletís Swan Lake, all I could think about was how wonderful Wendy Whelan would be as Odette/Odile. Say what you will about her physique, Whelan is a real goddess of the dance right now. Thereís never been anyone even remotely like her that Iíve seen or read about, and some of the most glorious and breathtaking moments Iíve spent at the ballet in recent years have come while watching her dance. The only thing that kept her Titania in Dream last spring from being utterly perfect was that it deprived us of seeing her dance the second-act divertissment. Although she has many strengths and gifts, itís in flowing adagios where she shines the brightest Ė her long, attenuated limbs sweep us along to some hitherto unexplored, supernatural realm where the very manner in which space and time interact becomes imbued with a sculptural weight, precipitate strength and dramatic emotion. Purple prose, perhaps, but if not to witness, and participate in, this kind of physical and spiritual transformation, why go to the ballet at all? We might just as well stay home and watch dumbass sitcoms on the tube. Compared to the magnificence of the gifts Whelan brings to us whenever she steps on stage, what does it matter if you can count every vertebra of her back from Fourth Ring (without binoculars)? She is who she is, and I wouldnít want her any other way. Whelan proves that thereís more to a dancer and to a dance than their immediate appearance. It makes her a perfect Balanchine dancer, of course, as his ballets are imbued with just this very sense of being manifestations of some argument thatís both grander and more abstract than whatís immediately apprehendable before us.
Did I say I was going to bang out a quick little notice? Anyway, the above is why I hoped Whelan would make a real kick-ass Odette/Odile. But it was not to be last night, although she gave us many glimpses at the Swan Queen she might have been, and, I hope, will be soon.
Three things conspired against Whelan last night: the choreography, the conducting, and Damian Woetzal. First, while normally Iíd applaud Martinsí efforts to keep as much as possible of Balanchineís one-act version of the "second" act, in this case I think it might have been better for him to start afresh, or even (gasp!) use more-traditional Ivanov/Petipa choreography. Iíve always thought of Balanchineís one-acter as more of a commentary on, or tribute to, the Ivanov/Petipa, and in its original one-act incarnation, works quite well (I still miss those silly mechanical swans). But, as the linchpin of an evening-length, storytelling ballet, well, it has shortcomings. In this context, Odetteís mime ("Over in that castle thereís a sorcererÖ") becomes more important, and its absence more problematic. Moreover, the strange changes Balanchine made to the White Swan pas de deux, ending with Seigfreid and Odette, with the corps, hopping through a run of perky little sisonnes and segueing almost seamlessly into the faster ensemble sections, seems far more incongruous in this "full-length" setting. , For me, the concluding moment of the White Swan adagio, with Odetteís foot trembling at her ankle in those thrilling battus as Seigfried slowly turns her, is the very heart of this ballet. I knew, intellectually, that Whelan wasnít going to get to do them, having seen this production before, but I felt their absence. I wouldnít have minded Martins going against Balanchineís memory, this once, and resurrecting the White Swan and mime. After all, thereís not really that much left of Balanchineís one-act version here, anyway Ė why not make something new and cohesive that works? Itís what Balanchine wouldíve done, Iím sure. I know, suggesting jettisoning Balanchineís handiwork is sacrilege; Iíd really rather City Ballet jettison this Swan Lake and goes back to the Balanchine, black swans and all, but since that isnít likely to happen anytime soon, if ever, letís at least have something that makes better dramatic sense. It is true that Martins has made a touching and loving duet for Seigfried and Odette in his "fourth" act, which is quite successful, dramatically, but doesnít make up for the iffy "second" act. One doesnít go to Swan Lake for the last act!
Regarding the conducting, Andrea Quinnís breakneck tempi for the second act turned the White Swan into a lickety-split, blink-and-youíll-miss-it affair. Thereís supposed to be a certain amount of repose and longeur here, with Seigfried and Odette finding, in each other, the love theyíre yearning for. Last night, they didnít appear to have time to find much of anything, except the next step. Whenever Whelan began to hit a stride, sweeping those immensely long arms and legs into a heart-piercing arabeseque, oops, it was time for the next step. I donít expect every Odette to dance at a Makarova-crawl, but this breathless sprint to get it over with was a little ridiculous. As for Damian, he turned in another performance where it seemed his mind was elsewhere. Heís so talented, he can get away with phoning in performances, but the lack of chemistry between him and Whelan was almost as marked as between him and Miranda Weese in Mozartiana last week. The only time Woetzal seemed to be fully engaged recently was in Fancy Free, where he could perhaps allow his inner hoofer to come forward. But itís hard for an Odette/Odile to create a memorable performance when her Seigfried is little more than attentive.
Having said all this, how was the performance? As I said, Whelan had flashes of brilliance. I loved the dramatic way sheíd stab the stage with her feet in releves in fifth, and some of her small, telling details, such as the way she remembered to deliver a small, bird-like twitch of her head while posing in arabesque, after delivering those stunning entrechats and retires near the end of the "second" act. She made a particularly evil Odile, and, altogether, her Black Swan was more successful than that rushed White Swan. She managed 24 fouettes before bailing, and this was the one point in the evening where she appeared technically strained Ė her piques and chaines were lightning-sharp, and in the "fourth" act, she was suitably heroic and grief-stricken. Although Woetzal could doubtless turn a la seconde in his sleep, his variation and code for the Black Swan were the only times he seemed really awake Ė perhaps his lackluster performance on last springís broadcast of this ballet wasnít as much of a fluke as Iíd thought it at the time.
In supporting roles, Tom Gold was his usual whirligig as the Jester (I guess if you must have a jester, you might as well have a good one), In the Pas de Trois, and later in the Pas de Quatre, Jenifer Ringer showed that sheís developed formidable strength and technique to complement her divine musicality Ė sheís one of those dancers who pulls your eyes to her, whatever sheís doing. Janie Taylor was also delightfully strong and clear, although Sebastian Marcovici appeared to be in a battle to the death with his choreography, and seemed pleased to have battered it into submission. I like dancers who have a marked attack, but Marcovici shows what can happen when a dancerís overly, obsessively punchy.
In addition to Ringer in the "fourth" act Pas de Quatre, Pascale von Kipnis showed her usual radiance, next to Rachel Rutherfordís piquancy and Benjamin Millepiedís ebullient, if somewhat unruly, jumps. Other standouts were Albert Evans, a fine dancer with far too little to do at City Ballet, in the Hungarian Dance, and Helene Alexopoulos and Charles Askegaard in the campy Russian Dance. Alexopoulos was particularly lush and sensual, and Askegaard looked at least resigned to his odd Viking-skirt costume. Jock Soto resisted the urge, as Von Rotbart, to camp it up much more than actually required by the choreography.
As for the corps, well, it was quite ragged, even for a company that was never known for precision. Iíve noticed that since their strike ended, the orchestra has been sounding much, much better, although it wouldnít be the same if there werenít the familiar smattering of flubs from the horn section. Andrea Quinn seemed quite pleased with herself at the curtain calls, and considering how cold it was getting outside, perhaps it was just as well that her brisk tempi sent us all home a bit earlier than usual for even this one-intermission Swan Lake.
[This message has been edited by Manhattnik (edited January 14, 2000).]
Posted 14 January 2000 - 02:08 PM
Were there substitutions in the cast, particulary in the Pas de Quatre?
Posted 14 January 2000 - 03:19 PM
Ringer and Rutherford for Borree and Somogyi in the Pas de Quatre; Gifford for K. Tracey in Hungarian; Alexopoulos for Kowroski in Russian; Edge for Allen in Neopolitan, and Golbin and Bowers for Rutherford and Tinsley in the Six Princesses.
There, aren't you glad you asked?
Posted 14 January 2000 - 03:23 PM
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Posted 15 January 2000 - 07:51 AM
As far as I'm concerned, Ringer stole the show, both in the Act I Pas de trois and the Act II pas de quatre -- her diagonal at the end of the pas de quatre never fails to give my the chills in its brilliance. Wouldn't it be interesting to see her as the Swan (with Millepied or Boal)?
Posted 15 January 2000 - 07:58 AM
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