REVIEW: Ballet Preljocaj

Ballet Preljocaj’s performance of “La Fresque” was a wild experience. At first I wasn’t really sure if I liked it. The first few dances were set to music which I would describe as a mix between ambient and electronic while the dance itself was very abstract (at one point I recognized a series of moves as yoga positions I did during my fitness kick last winter). I found myself feeling like I was watching a caricature of what people would imagine a modern ballet to look and sound like. However, I slowly became more immersed in the performance and really started to enjoy myself.
The ballet did a very good job of presenting the story it was trying to tell of a man in love with a painting come to life and his journey into the painting, through alternate dimensions. The use of curtains and set to create the impression of the painting in its frame was particularly successful. The ballet was supposed to explore juxtaposition and it definitely accomplished this, but it was to a fault. Each dance featured vastly different dance styles and music, going from hard rock to soft ambient music, flowing ballet to frenetic jumping, leaving me with whiplash sometimes. I often felt confused by the abruptness of the changes in tone and felt like it was being extreme for the sake of being extreme. While my overall impression of the ballet was positive, I often felt like the creator was just trying too hard to be edgy. It certainly stretched my idea of what is considered ballet.
A theme developed early in the ballet which was present throughout in various iterations and that was hair. There was so much hair. All the ballerinas had long, beautiful hair. Was that a requirement for auditions? “Ballet Preljocaj seeking female dancers with hair at least two feet long.” And their hair was so shiny and healthy. Are they sponsored by Pantene? I could almost imagine some of the dances being featured in one of those ridiculous shampoo commercials. The focus on hair almost started to feel inappropriate, like we were getting a glimpse of Angelin Preljocaj’s obsession. The first dance performed by the female ballerinas made this theme apparent as they would cover their faces with hair then slowly pull it back or toward the end of the dance when they started furiously flipping their hair to a degree that felt comical. They also used hair to distinguish between the prima ballerina and the crew as she kept her hair down and flowing for much of the performance while the other women tied their hair back in ponytails. Then there were the hair suits. Most of the crew came out in masks and black bodysuits with what looked like long braids of hair attached to them to perform a dance which felt very much like an amalgam of African and South American traditional dances. The hair continued to be included in wilder ways. The dance that really took the cake was toward the end and featured the female dancers with long bungee cords attacked to their buns, meant to look like their hair, attached to the ceiling. The female and male dancers danced in pairs on and around the cords. At first it seemed ridiculous. However, after they started dancing it became beautiful. The women wrapped the cords around their hands, arms, or torsos to support their own weight or the weight of their partners as they suspended each other from the ground and spun in circles. It was truly magnificent. My favorite of the “hair dances” featured the female dancers to a beautiful piece of string music in an intimate and emotional dance. The four dancers each held a portion of the prima ballerina’s hair and danced around her, eventually wrapping her hair into a bun like a human maypole and taking turns to secure the bun with pins. It was a little silly in concept, like the rest of the hair dances, but it felt more sincere than much of the rest of the ballet. The final nod to hair was in the final scene, after the couple fell asleep and the man was taken out of the painting dimension, the roses he had given her were placed in her bun in the painting showing him that their adventure was real.

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PREVIEW: Ballet Preljocaj

Tomorrow night I will be going to see my first modern ballet performance, and I’m pretty excited. I’ve always loved dance, particularly ballet and the way it combines strength and grace into a single verb. However, I haven’t had much exposure to ballet. Every year we have a lovely production of The Nutcracker in my hometown, but I’ve never seen it. Seeing Ballet Preljocaj perform La Fresque is part of me deciding to expose myself to the beauty of ballet. Ballet Preljocaj was founded by Angelin Preljocaj, a French dancer and artist. The company operates out of France and performs pieces choreographed by Preljocaj who draws influence from his training in classical ballet and modern dance. For the performances Tuesday and Wednesday evening, Ballet Preljocaj will be dancing La Fresque, a dance inspired by a Chinese tale about a painting coming to life and the fantastical dimension that lies beyond. I can’t wait to see what dimension these dancers will lead me into.

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REVIEW: Us

I know that Jordan Peele is a cinematic genius and after Us premiered with double the box office earnings of Get Out, apparently everyone else does too. Us was so good. This is a movie you have to see in the theater. I went at a late showing on Sunday night thinking it would be pretty dead; Sundays are for homework. Boy, was I wrong. The theater was sold-out, and that made for a better viewing experience. As my boyfriend and I shouted at the jump-scares, cringed at the gore, and laughed at Peele’s classic one-liners we were surrounded by dozens of others doing the exact same thing. Us managed to do something I had never even considered a possibility by creating a balance between horror and humor; this is why it’s so difficult to pin down Peele’s genre. I am a major scaredy-cat, so I was a bit nervous going into this movie after having seen scissors, masked-figures, and creepy smiles in the trailers. I was definitely frightened during the movie, but I was never fully consumed by terror due to the impeccable style of the film. Right when you thought it was going to get worse, someone would crack a joke, or kill one of the tethered in a pretty funny way. Another aspect of the movie that really pushed it from being a good movie to a great film was the level of detail. Early in the film we see the daughter wearing a shirt with a rabbit on it before learning that rabbits were the food of the tethered. Speaking of rabbits, let’s talk about that first scene. The camera slowly panning out on a wall of caged rabbits with that wonderfully creepy music building in the background truly set the tone for the film. It also reminded a lot of Get Out and the early scene flying over the trees with equally creepy music in the background. Music was one of my favorite parts of this movie and you could tell that the composer for Us was also the composer for Get Out. I hope Peele knows what he’s got and continues to work with Michael Abel for the rest of his film career. Beyond the score, the soundtrack was also pretty great making me particularly excited to hear Noname coming out of the daughter’s headphones. As a film that was all about character development, it would be a sin not to mention what Peele achieved in his writing. The main characters were complex and emotional. The main family was also wonderfully juxtaposed with a laughably one-dimensional, caricature of the white family. To top things off, Peele ends the film with a twist that would make M. Knight Shyamalan proud, making us all question if we had been rooting for the wrong person the whole time.

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REVIEW: 24th Annual Exhibition of Art by Michigan Prisoners

I had many thoughts and expectations going into the 24th Annual Exhibition of Art by Michigan Prisoners while riding Commuter North up to the Duderstadt, and none of them were correct. I was going in with little idea as to what kind of art I would see in this exhibition. Drawing on my experience with art galleries, I was expecting a sparsely-filled space with the kind of art that people feel the need to step back and frown at to feel sophisticated. That was not what I saw in the Dude’s gallery space showing the many ways this project defies preconceived ideas. The walls were full of paintings and drawings while sculptures and other three-dimensional pieces sat on stands and other pieces sat in boxes waiting to be shuffled through. The room was organized according to theme with one section holding more whimsical pieces while another featured darker art. I immediately realized that my idea of art worthy of a gallery was being challenged; I had never thought about crochet finger puppets sitting in an art museum. I realized something I hadn’t considered before attending this exhibit, I have no idea how prisoners gain access to art supplies. Paints and pencils are reasonably easy to come across, but what about all the crochet work featured in the gallery? I could easily see crochet hooks being considered weapons and banned from prisons. This led me to appreciate the ingenuity of the work I was looking at. There were several boxes and even a clock which had been crafted entirely from popsicle sticks cut and glued together to look like wood. I realized that making art in prison requires much more than the traditional kind of creativity which society associates with artistry; it also requires creativity in finding and using resources to express their artistry. Another preconception I had going into this exhibit was that the art would be mainly influenced by the experiences of prison. While there were quite a few pieces that dealt with the failings of the carceral system and the societal failings that have contributed to the incarceration of such a large portion of our population, there were also many pieces that dealt with the more positive aspects of life. Some pieces were fantastical while others were landscapes. Overall, the exhibit did a fantastic job of displaying the universal nature of art and creativity.

 

 

PREVIEW: Us

The new movie by Jordan Peele has been greatly anticipated since the masterpiece that was Get Out. We all knew Peele was a comic genius when paired up with his partner in crime, Keegan-Micheal Key, but we didn’t know the depth and breadth of his creativity until this genre defying film debuted. Get Out was one of my favorite movies of 2017. It’s haunting mix of reality and fantasy with hints of humor celebrated Black culture while also pointing out the fact that we aren’t really that far from living in a horror film. Us looks like it will host some similar themes while going all the way to the horror genre. Peele described Get Out as a documentary which has made some uneasy after seeing trailers for Us, but luckily, he has come out saying that Us is a full on horror movie and we need not worry. Based on the stunning trailers I’ve seen, this film truly does look creepy. I fully expect to be squeezing my boyfriend’s hand the entire time.

REVIEW: Value the Voice

The UMMA auditorium was a beautiful venue for Value the Voice. Each storyteller had a different color spotlight which seemed almost hand-picked for the stories they shared. The theme for this event was “The Shoulders of Giants” and each storyteller had a very different kind of giant in their life. The stories were both heartbreaking and uplifting as I had expected going into this event. The fact that this event was put on by the Department of African and Afro-American Studies and the Comprehensive Studies Program meant that the crowd was on the smaller side but very tight-knit with many of the crowd members knowing each other. It was obvious which storytellers were community figures based on the vigor with which the crowd screamed and cheered when they were announced.
The first story was bathed in bright pink and centered around a freshman’s experience with her mother’s body dysmorphic disorder. She told us about a life with two mothers, one that was absent in some ways but present in many others. Her mother’s disorder often prevented her from attending school events or even leaving the house in general and sometimes led to conversations spoken through doors due to her anxiety with being seen. However, she was always present in her daughter’s life in one way or another whether it was through the lunches she packed for her everyday or being the first person to hug her after graduating from high school.
Another story that resonated with me was the second to last story about a senior’s experience losing many of her giants. She described growing up in Detroit, working Saturday’s at her family’s Eastern Market flower stand, and the friends and family that she made in this community. She told of the teacher that bought a bouquet every weekend and paid for her and her brother to go to a dinner with Trayvon Martin’s parents and a local businessman with a roll of cash that always tipped her and her brother separately so they didn’t have to split it with the shop. The storyteller later shared that she had lost all of these giants she talked of so fondly. The most heartbreaking part of her story was about a dear friend that she described as her soulmate (in a non-romantic way) and his suicide only a year or so prior. As her voice faltered with the emotion of the loss she shared the crowd snapped in support carrying her through to the end. Despite all this loss, she told us of the airplane earrings she wore to remember her friend who had wanted to be a pilot and the fact that she would be graduating this Spring.
Value the Voice is the perfect name for this event as that is what it promotes, putting value in the stories and wisdom of our community members and allowing us to create supportive spaces where we can share with and learn from others.