{"id":32649,"date":"2016-05-23T18:48:29","date_gmt":"2016-05-23T22:48:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.musicalamerica.com\/mablogs\/?p=32649"},"modified":"2016-06-04T05:09:35","modified_gmt":"2016-06-04T09:09:35","slug":"mark-morris-dance-group-the-forest-in-the-megalopolis","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.musicalamerica.com\/mablogs\/?p=32649","title":{"rendered":"In The Megalopolis with Mark Morris’ “The Forest”"},"content":{"rendered":"

By Rachel Straus<\/p>\n

Mark Morris\u2019\u00a0A Forest<\/em> (seen May 21) premiered at the Mark Morris Dance Center in downtown Brooklyn, now a construction zone where multiple glass skyscrapers dwarf the once prominent, white dance building. As if in response, Morris\u2019s Forest\u00a0<\/em>choreography\u00a0to Haydn\u2019s elegant sonorities, from Piano Trio No. 44 n E Major, is often treated with slight dance responses. For example, when MMDG Music Ensemble pianist Colin Fowler, violinist Georgy Valtchev, and cellist Wolfram Koessel introduced Hayden\u2019s primary theme, and later repeated it, the nine talented dancers became Pavlovians, dutifully repeating the same dance phrase. Part of their dance phrase involved hopping three times in three clumps, and in time with the musicians\u2019 strident triple bowing and fingering. They brought to mind excited kids at a candy store.<\/p>\n

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Mark Morris Dance Group in A Forest. \u00a9 Ani Collier.<\/p><\/div>\n

All the\u00a0Forest<\/em>\u00a0dancers wore white unitards with a geometric pattern that looked just like Victorian wallpaper of Acanthus leaves. Maile Okamura\u2019s costumes reinforced the notions that nature is a distant memory, a simulacrum of a simulacrum, and that the dancers\u2019 bodies are in service of the choreographer\u2019s design.<\/p>\n

Morris\u2019s newest work, part of \u00a0his insouciant genre, makes me wonder what Haydn would make of his cheeky approach. That said, the dancers never mugged the audience. Their serious, straight-forward demeanor, even when they were dancing comically to the music, brought to mind humanistic automatons strictly tethered to the beat. In the final movement, when Koessel plucked his cello, several of the dancers dropped to the floor like felled trees, thus connecting (for me) the cello\u2019s mellow force to the more violent energy of the jackhammer (outside).<\/p>\n

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Mark Morris Dance Group in A Forest. \u00a9 Ani Collier.<\/p><\/div>\n

At the final bows, Morris reinforced the perception that the dancers are not free agents. When he entered, and took his place in line, he flicked his hands apart and the dancers ran to the wings. When he was ready for his third bow, he flicked his hands together. Voila! They rejoined him. My companion, a classical music expert, stopped clapping at this point. She was not amused by Morris\u2019 public deprecation of these fine artists.<\/p>\n

Unlike Cargo<\/em> (2005)\u2014where the dancers\u00a0wear Jockey-like baggy underwear and pretend to be primitives\u2014Foursome<\/em> (2002) and The<\/em> (2015) treated the dancers with greater reverence. \u00a0Foursome<\/em> is set to Erik Satie\u2019s Gnossiennes #1, #2 and #3, and was played with delicate sophistication by Fowler. Thanks to Katherine M. Patterson\u2019s costuming, the four male dancers are immediately individualized. Domingo Estrada Jr. (is the urban sophisticate), Noah Vinson (a 1970s dancer), lanky Billy Smith (the cowboy) and Dallas McMurray (junior golfer). Costume eccentricities aside, the dancers performed somberly, reflecting the hushed power of Satie’s first and second songs. Morris gave them walks, which seemed to freeze each time they reached the end of their stride, consequently providing a half photograph, half lived experience. Foursome<\/em>‘s pleasure includes its\u00a0emotional arc. It moves from slow and fragmented to fulsome and joyful. The last song was a delight, with the men transforming into proud folk dancers, their chests puffed high, hand pressed to their chests, and feet pounding rhythmically in the floor. Their musicality was infectious.<\/p>\n

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Mark Morris Dance Group in The. \u00a9 Mat Hayward.<\/p><\/div>\n

The<\/em>, which completed the program, was the only work to feature the full company (16 of the 18 performers). Commissioned last year by the Tanglewood Music Center for the Boston Symphony Orchestra\u2019s 75th<\/sup> anniversary, The<\/em> reveals Morris\u2019 love for Bach\u2019s Brandenburg Concerto No. 1 in F Major. Pianists Fowler and George Shevtsov performed the version arranged for four hands by Max Reger. Yet the dancers juicy, buoyant attack made it seem as though they were performing with a full orchestra. They even were given permission to smile. The<\/em> is Morris at his most humane. The dancers are the song, appearing to make the musical phrases sing more energetically. Their collective sensibility presented an ideal, the forging of a community of inspired music and dance artists.<\/p>\n

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