awkward love
by Douglas Messerli
Benjamin Millepied, artistic
director L.A. Dance Project /
Beverly Hills, Bram Goldsmith Theater at the Wallis Annenberg Center for the
Performing Arts / the performance I saw, with Pablo Capra, was on November 2,
2017
Last night, I attended the first set of these quite remarkable dance
performances, which featured Millepied’s 2006 pas de deux, Closer, with
music, Mad Rush for piano by Philip
Glass; the Noé Soulier-choreographed Second
Quartet, with music by Tom De Cock; the multipart Millepied work from 2017,
In Silence We Speak, incorporating
two David Lang songs, you will love me
and you will return; and ending with
the stunning 2017 ensemble piece with film, Orpheus
Highway, accompanied by a beautiful score by Steve Reich, Triple Quartet. This was a varied and
exhausting display of Millepied’s demand for athleticism and precision from his
dancers, performed with such gifted skill that all pieces absolutely delighted
the sold-out theater audience.
Closer,
long a favorite piece in Millepied’s growing canon, featured David Adrian
Freeland Jr. and Janie Taylor in a piece, basically without narrative meaning,
but nonetheless suggestive of a growing relationship between the couple that
clearly has its ups and downs before finally being resolved in a series of
loving embracements.
Throughout the early part, the two dancers astonishingly lift and pull
at one in jutting angles that seem to reveal the absolutely awkwardness yet
natural draws of their attraction and attachment. Some of their gestures almost
represent a kind of salute to the 1920s “apache” dance as they push and pull,
at a couple of points Freeland even dragging his partner by the hair across the
stage. They may be in love, but is a rough love, a love of male dominance, a
kind of “mad rush,” that finally cools down into a sweet, more normative or, at
least, more tender series of motions. But like the “apache” dance lovers these
two are a forceful duo, who reveal Millepied’s amazing representation of the
angularity of his dancer’s body parts.
Second Quartet also relied,
partly, on nearly impossible positionings of the human body, as Soulier
demanded the ensemble to rush with and against each other, dropping, with
regularity, into almost comical positions of the floor, suggesting their
complete exhaustion in their romantic couplings. Yet, this “chase,” in its
constant shifts of gender pairings was not truly as romantic as it was a kind
postmodern presentation of the madness and rush of trying to pair up with the
right person or persons. The knocking percussion of De Cock’s piece suggests
the crazy series of encounters these busy, apparently urban, would-be lovers
endure, reminding one a bit of Robert Longo’s often violently floating images
of his “Men in the Cities,” but without the more obvious references to that
work made by the Ezralow Dance company (also recently performing at The
Wallis). Here, Soulier almost seems to be mocking these figures’ frenzied
attempts to find a match.
This was followed by a far sweeter and
tender—yet not without its flare ups of significant rebellion and declarations
of independence—of what basically is a love duet between the two female dancers
Rachelle Rafailedes and Janie Taylor. This lovely 15 minute piece might almost
be seen as an antidote to the fast and furious more comic pairings of the
Soulier piece. Composer David Lang is one of my very favorites of contemporary
composers, and his songs “you will love me” and “you will return,” utterly interlink
with the entwining and patterned movements of this female pas de deux.
Perhaps the most rousing and significant
of Millipied’s recent dances (also from 2017) was the last work of the evening,
Orpheus Highway. Although only 16
minutes in length, the work, both dance upon film and an ensemble piece danced
before the screen told a vaguely familiar version of the Orpheus myth, played
out this time in rural America, with images of highways, restaurant stops, and,
grain silos (conflating the myth of “not looking back” with Lot’s wife, but
this time around without the pillar of salt but with a silo of corn). The Reich
music is so perfectly matched to the problematics of Orpheus and Eurydice’s
love (Orpheus here played by Aaron Carr, Eurydice by Rachelle Rafailedes) accompanied
by the exuberant performers, dancing both in sync and out of sync with their
cinematic representations, filmed in the almost desert-like landscape of Marfa,
Texas, makes for a deeply profoundly narrative—if often inexplicable work (this
is no literal telling of the tale)—that one experiences it more like a dream
than a retelling of a story of the Gods and their strange ways.
I can’t wait for the return of L.A. Dance to the Wallis this upcoming fall.
Los Angeles, November 3, 2017
Reprinted from USTheater, Opera, and Performance (November 2017).
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