Last week's Swan Queen,the stunning Viengsay Valdés, lived up to Cuba’s reputation
for producing striking and talented dancers.
Nobody could fail to appreciate Valdes’ fantastic balance and the
panache with which she executed Odile’s famous 32 fouettés. Valdés is an
international star and it shows. She was a glittering Odette and even more dazzling
as a glamorous, hypnotic Odile with great style – and a stunning smile.
Dani Hernández as Prince Siegfried was competent and elegant
and comparatively understated, which worked well. Carolina García’s
characterisation of the queen as a dominant mother was also effective. In terms
of other performers, I was struck by the athleticism and style of Srafin Castro
who played the buffoon with plenty of energy and executed some stupendous
leaps. The corps de ballet was excellent and well cast – the
dancers were more or less the same height and their beautiful lines accentuated
the structure and patterns of the choreography.
Generally speaking, the dancers were young, energetic and
enthusiastic. However, the sets and production seemed dated. The cameo scenes
were slightly disjointed and there were a few obvious glitches early on – a
lift that definitely didn’t work, for example – but the performance soon warmed
up. Literally. Cuba in June is baking hot with temperatures of over 30°C.
Although the auditorium was air-conditioned, I could see from row B in the
stalls just how hard the dancers were working under the hot stage lighting. The
visible sweat on her back made Valdés’ flawless spins and balances even more remarkable.
The main downside was that Alonso’s version of Swan Lake adjusts
the storyline, bringing together the third and fourth acts into a single third
act and a short epilogue scene, in which Siegfried and Odette seem to live
happily ever after, rather than being reunited in death, having drowned in Swan
Lake, as per the traditional story. Personally, I found this confusing and the Soviet-style
epilogue weakened the production, as the swan maidens transformed back into human
princesses with heavy, dated costumes. Other clunky parts of the production
were Prince Siegfried’s extra-speedy dispatch of Von Rothbart, whose bird
costume had a bizarre pantomime quality.
As other commentators have observed, The Ballet Nacional de
Cuba is a company of performers rather than performances – the quality of the dancers
outshone the production. There were plenty of pauses for applause and Alonso
herself appeared on stage to take a bow – to a standing ovation. It was a
privilege to have the opportunity to see her in the flesh.
One reason I love ballet is its inclusivity. The classes I
attend in London bring together people of all ages and backgrounds. Ballet is an
international language, but it is generally expensive to see it performed. In Cuba,
ballet seems more accessible. It was great to see so many ballet enthusiasts
and many more children than you would see at the Royal Opera House or Sadler’s
Wells, even at Christmas.
The Teatro Nacional de Cuba actively encourages young people
to be interested in and enjoy ballet. If the expensive seats at the front are
not occupied, children who have bought ordinary seats further back are allowed
to run forward and sit in the front rows.
As foreigners, we had arranged tickets via our hotel and no
doubt paid over the odds for two seats in row B although the price was extremely
reasonable compared with the UK, Europe or the US. As far as I could see, there were very few tourists
and the front row was full of children who were clearly entranced – and
incredibly well behaved. One little ballet girl must have spent a full 25
minutes looking down into the orchestra pit before the performance. I wish our
theatres would offer unsold expensive seats to the dancers of tomorrow. The
under-ten-year-olds in front of me sat quietly throughout and spent the
intervals eating the Cuban equivalent of cheesy quavers that they had brought
with them and seriously discussing the performance.
If any Terpsichore readers are planning a holiday in Cuba, I
would certainly recommend an evening at the ballet. The recently restored theatre
is easily reachable by taxi from the centre and there are taxis waiting outside
to take you back afterwards. I was fortunate to see some of Cuba’s
international stars, and the company is young, well trained and energetic,
although I did not spot any budding Carlos Acostas.
In Cuba, ballet dancers are living the dream. Having read Carlos Acosta's autobiography, I realise that ballet represents a genuine possibility of escaping Cuba's limitations. But not everyone wants to physically escape, and not everyone wants to dance. The Cuban approach to ballet is also about instilling an appreciation of culture. My evening at the ballet highlighted the social and cultural value that Cuba places on dance, beyond simply it's commercial value, and that value allows Cuban dancers to continue to create the dreams.
Photography by Peter Mardon
Thank you so much for that review. It must have been a wonderful evening. You were so fortunate to see Alicia Alonso in the flesh. One of the all time greats of ballet.
ReplyDeleteVery well written piece about the reality of travel and ballet in Cuba! The Ballet Nacional is definitely a company of performers and I personally wouldn't have it any other way. It's the dance that matters, and the passion and communication displayed on stage. Sets, costumes and backdrops are secondary to that!
ReplyDeleteThank you both for your kind words about my review. It was indeed an excellent evening. Alicia Alonso is tiny with an amazing figure. She is still lovely at 92 years old!
ReplyDeleteMel, I agree about Cuban dancers' passion and communication. The communication was not just onstage. The audience was very involved and the dancers would pause to acknowledge the bursts of applause. Of course the sets, costumes etc were secondary, but the production, particularly the ending, reflects the sentiments of a bygone era. So does Cuba, and that is how I want to remember it, as all is about to change.