Archive for the 'Dance' Category

O bleak ‘Black Swan,’ flying from reality

Tuesday, January 18th, 2011

When Hollywood decides to depict a specific trade, dramatic license usually trumps veracity. Think all those cop movies truly depict an average day in the life and thinking of a policeman? How about the hilarious world of newspaper hacks in the likes of The Front Page? Black Swan, the new horror film with a ballet [...]

Felix/Martha goes a-nutcrackin’

Thursday, December 23rd, 2010

As regular readers may recall, the Small Large Smelly Boy (a.k.a. Felix/Martha) is a lover of the ballet. Not so much contemporary dance — at 13, he’s a classicist at heart — but definitely the ballet. That made a trip to this year’s production of George Balanchine’s The Nutcracker at Oregon Ballet Theatre a command [...]

Thoroughly modern Rachel Clara Marie

Friday, December 17th, 2010

Martha Ullman West, Art Scatter’s chief correspondent, shares some modern and classical moments with dancer/choreographer Rachel Tess and rediscovers that the distance between old and new is often whisker-thin.

By Martha Ullman West
I took thoroughly modern choreographer Rachel Tess to the opening matinee of Balanchine’s The Nutcracker with me on opening day last Saturday, the day [...]

Keep on truckin’, Scatter: grinding gears with OBT, Polaris, Sophie and Do Jump!

Monday, December 13th, 2010

By Bob Hicks
Shocking as it may seem, sometimes the denizens of Art Scatter World Headquarters don’t give it away for free.
“If I can’t sell it gonna keep sittin’ on it, never gonna give it away,” the hard-bitten narrator of the bawdy blues tune Keep on Truckin’ declares. Her hardcore-capitalist sentiment is definitely not the motto [...]

Hot links: hard nut, black swan, bad ‘Y’

Friday, December 3rd, 2010

By Bob Hicks
HARD NUT: It’s been a lot of years since I’ve seen The Hard Nut, Mark Morris’s pared-down version of The Nutcracker, but I’ve always more than liked it. It’s lean yet lush, beautifully framed, and intensely musical.
You still occasionally hear people refer to it as Morris’s winking bad-boy spoof of the ubiquitous holiday [...]

In an evening of schoolhouse Martha Graham, Moseley’s lovely lament

Thursday, November 11th, 2010

The place to be in Portland Tuesday night was the Arlene Schnitzer Concert Hall, where the legendary Martha Graham Dance Company was performing in town for the first time since 2004. As if that weren’t draw enough, the program provided the world premiere of Portland choreographer Josie Moseley’s “Inherit,” a solo for Graham dancer Samuel [...]

Friends of Scatter show their chops

Tuesday, November 9th, 2010

By Bob Hicks
The thing about so many Scatterers is that they don’t just observe, they also participate. Bronislaw Malinowski and Margaret Mead would be so pleased.
Tonight we head to the Arlene Schnitzer Concert Hall, where the legendary Martha Graham Dance Company trods a Portland stage for the first time since 2004. One way to think [...]

Holy holidays, hipsters. Is it that time already?

Friday, November 5th, 2010

By Bob Hicks
It’s true. Mr. Scatter, in his semi-official capacity as regional chronicler of the wintry festivities, has published a pair of guides to holiday concerts and shows in this morning’s A&E section of The Oregonian.
Three weeks before Thanksgiving. But not, in Mr. Scatter’s defense, before Halloween. (And in that regard, ask Mrs. Scatter sometime [...]

Curtains up, hit ‘The Heights’

Wednesday, October 20th, 2010

By Bob Hicks
If the theater is truly the Fabulous Invalid, is any subsection of it any more fabulously ailing than the Broadway musical — and more of a fabulously unlikely survivor?
Before last night’s opening of the eagerly anticipated touring production of In the Heights at Portland’s Keller Auditorium, the last musical Mr. Scatter had seen [...]

Here there be faeries: fantastic, isn’t it?

Sunday, October 17th, 2010

By Bob Hicks
“People must love fairy tales,” the fellow said, and then he laughed, in something that sounded like happy, faintly embarrassed resignation. “Me, too, I guess,” his laughter seemed to say.
The man and his companion were standing behind Mr. Scatter’s shoulders, in a Keller Auditorium crowded with people on their feet, most clapping loudly [...]

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