Les Noces/Cantata, Sadler's Wells, London

Zoã« Anderson
Friday 06 May 2005 00:00 BST
Comments

Your support helps us to tell the story

From reproductive rights to climate change to Big Tech, The Independent is on the ground when the story is developing. Whether it's investigating the financials of Elon Musk's pro-Trump PAC or producing our latest documentary, 'The A Word', which shines a light on the American women fighting for reproductive rights, we know how important it is to parse out the facts from the messaging.

At such a critical moment in US history, we need reporters on the ground. Your donation allows us to keep sending journalists to speak to both sides of the story.

The Independent is trusted by Americans across the entire political spectrum. And unlike many other quality news outlets, we choose not to lock Americans out of our reporting and analysis with paywalls. We believe quality journalism should be available to everyone, paid for by those who can afford it.

Your support makes all the difference.

Compagnia Aterballetto made its Sadler's Wells debut with two energetically dreary ballets.

Compagnia Aterballetto made its Sadler's Wells debut with two energetically dreary ballets. These should be contrasting works: a minimalist Stravinsky staging, and a would-be earthy southern-Italian knees-up. Both are bloodless.

Unusually for an Italian company, Aterballetto is not tied to an opera house. It's a contemporary ballet company, now directed by the choreographer Mauro Bigonzetti. In Britain, Bigonzetti is known for his Forsythe-influenced work for English National Ballet; he has also made works for the Kirov and New York City Ballet. His own dancers are athletic, flexible, well-drilled.

Les Noces is one of Stravinsky's greatest scores, filled with driving percussive rhythms. Here it's on tape, but it still has quite an impact. In Bigonzetti's version, the dancing dawdles alongside. Bigonzetti isn't interested in ritual. He and his dramaturge, Nicola Lusuardi, set out to question the idea of marriage, suggesting lost freedom or suffocated love. But they fail to account for the music's furious energy. Bigonzetti wonders about commitment, and never gets his teeth into those rhythms. The dancers are arranged in ranks; put through wriggling duets and solos. They move with focus and attack, but this choreography just isn't going anywhere.

In Cantata, Bigonzetti sets out to be life-affirming. The Gruppo Musicale Assurd, four women with groaning voices, tambourines and an accordion, play southern-Italian folk tunes. The dancers are clearly "the People": men wear braces with their work trousers; women stand with braced legs far apart.

Again, there's a lack of energy. The music is not lively: there seems to be a lot of wailing and commiserating going on. The piece starts with singers and dancers in a block, shuffling forward in dim light. As in Les Noces, Carlo Cerri's lighting goes from stark to subdued. If this is a celebration, why are they all so gloomy? And if it isn't, haven't they anything better to do? Rhythms are slack, and there's no real swagger to dances. Bigonzetti's staging suggests folk dance, but doesn't deliver.

To tomorrow (0870 737 7737)

Join our commenting forum

Join thought-provoking conversations, follow other Independent readers and see their replies

Comments

Thank you for registering

Please refresh the page or navigate to another page on the site to be automatically logged inPlease refresh your browser to be logged in