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American Ballet Theatre\u2019s new production of Frederick Ashton\u2019s \u201cA Month in the Country\u201d on a program with Mark Morris\u2019s \u201cDrink To Me Only With Thine Eyes\u201d<\/i> and George Balanchine\u2019s \u201cSymphony in C<\/i>.\u201d Metropolitan Opera House, May 21-23.<\/p>\n

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Hee Sao and David Hallberg in American Ballet Theatre’s production of Frederick Ashton’s A Month in The Country<\/em>. Photo: Morty Sohl<\/p><\/div>\n

Frederick Ashton\u2019s A Month in the Country<\/i> distills the five acts of Ivan Turgenev\u2019s eponymous play and the passage of several weeks into 40 minutes of dancing, during which a summer wind blows erratically through a country house, stirring passions to life.\u00a0 It\u2019s a wind quite different from the one that agitates the drawing room curtains and wafts the kite belonging to Kolia, the little son of the house, into the air.<\/p>\n

When Britain\u2019s Royal Ballet premiered the work in 1976, Lynn Seymour played Natalia Petrovna, the wife and mother of the family, and Antony Dowell was Belaiev, the young tutor engaged for Kolya. (The memory of their performances refuses to leave me.) Dowell, along with Grant Coyle, staged American Ballet Theatre\u2019s new production. For only four performances, wedged into ABT\u2019s seven-week bounty of full-length classics, A<\/i> Month in the Country<\/i> is flanked by Mark Morris\u2019s Drink To Me Only With Thine Eyes<\/i> (created for ABT in 1988) and George Balanchine\u2019s Symphony in C<\/i> (choreographed for the Paris Opera Ballet in 1947 and given its American premiere in 1948 by Ballet Society, later New York City Ballet). A program made in heaven.<\/p>\n

In Ashton\u2019s ballet, the events that create a tumult in this Russian household occur in the space of a single day. The huge windows in Julia Trevelyan Oman\u2019s elaborately detailed country house open on what might be an elevated viewing platform for surveying the gardens. The weather may be hot, but this is the 1850s, and most of the inhabitants are well-clothed (also by Oman). Natalia; Kolia; Natalia’s elderly husband, Yslaev; their ward, Vera; Natalia\u2019s domesticated admirer, Rakitin; and the maid, Katia, wear light-colored versions of what they might wear in Moscow or St. Petersburg during the winter (albeit with shorter skirts for the women). The footman, Matvei, is in livery. Belaiev departs at the end of the ballet in a summer suit and hat, although for most of the ballet, he wears only a light blue peasant shirt with his striped trousers.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s clear from the opening image that these are people of leisure. Natalia (Hee Sao in the cast I saw) lounges on her settee, while Rakitin (Roddy Doble), seated at her feet, leans in to chat with her. Yslaev (Roman Zhurbin) reads the newspaper. Matvei (Sem Sjouke) serves tea. Kolia (Arron Scott) does his lessons at a desk in the rear. Katia (Simone Messmer) enters on some mission or other. Vera (Sarah Lane) plays the piano in an alcove.<\/p>\n

And what do we hear? \u00a0Chopin\u2019s variations on Mozart\u2019s \u201cLa ci darem la mano\u201d from Don Giovanni <\/i>(rendered in the pit by Emily Wong). \u00a0<\/i>In John Lanchbery\u2019s arrangement, the orchestra (under Ormsby Wilkins) slips unobtrusively into this and the other Chopin pieces that make up the score. The opening music is a sly choice. The practiced libertine of the opera woos one woman and contends with two previous lovers; Ashton\u2019s tutor is something of an innocent, but the three women in the ballet are drawn to him like the proverbial bees to the proverbial honey.<\/p>\n

Ashton has constructed the ballet with a beautiful succinctness, conveying the story through subtle gestures, looks, and pauses\u2014letting the dancing reveal character and underlying emotions. In their solos, the characters might be saying, \u201cThis is who I am; this is what I do.\u201d Kolia performs a tricky dance with a red ball. Natalia\u2019s opening solo shows her to be indolent, a bit flirtatious, even when no one is looking. She woos the air with her pretty, flouncing steps, the twist of her shoulders against her lower body, the arch of her back to show her throat. We learn how pampered and woolly-minded her husband is when he can\u2019t find something he needs; before long everyone has joined in searching for whatever it is; Natalia triumphs, waving a jingling ring of keys in the air.<\/p>\n

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Hee Sao as Natalia Petrovna in A Month in the Country<\/em><\/p><\/div>\n

When Belaiev (David Hallberg) walks in, full of life, everything stops for a moment. He is a catalyst, exciting all three women (and the little boy). His solo shows how full of life he is, and the duets Ashton has fashioned reveal how he accommodates to Natalia, Vera, and Katia. Vera, the pert young innocent, pulls him out of a pensive mood. \u201cDance with me,\u201d she seems to order, and when he lifts her slowly straight up, her feet shiver with the unexpected thrill of it. She tempts him to kiss her, but he refrains.<\/p>\n

With Katia, he\u2019s completely at home. She pops berries from her basket into his mouth, swings onto his lap and off again; holding hands, they embark on the jaunty folk-dance steps that he has already shown he knows. Natalia has a mysterious allure for him\u2014a beautiful \u201colder\u201d woman to this young university student (although in Turgenev\u2019s play she\u2019s only 29); dancing with her, he matches her extravagance. Ashton, with his uncanny ability to make classical steps convey emotional states, has Natalia flutter along in little bourr\u00e9es <\/i>on pointe, while Belaiev follows her, supporting her; against the swelling of Chopin\u2019s music from the piano and the orchestra, her feet come to stand for her rapidly beating heart.<\/p>\n

It all ends quickly and badly, from the moment Vera sees the two embraced. Belaiev and Rakitin\u2014 the admirer that Natalia has both toyed with and discouraged\u2014feel they must leave and let the family storm subside. But the tutor returns for a moment. Natalia, grieving, doesn\u2019t see him kiss the ribbons trailing from her gown and leave on the floor the flower she had placed in his buttonhole.<\/p>\n

Turgenev\u2019s plot, preceding the melancholy ambiance of Chekhov\u2019s plays, develops, of course, through conversations. It\u2019s amazing with what delicacy Ashton welds the nuances of emotions\u2014restrained and unrestrained\u2014to dance. The ways in which he twists and sways and ornaments classical steps without breaking the mold reveal almost everything you need to know about these people.<\/p>\n

The rest is up to the performers, and these, for the most part, do excellently well. Seo captures both the perfume and the restlessness of Natalia in her fluent dancing and miming. Hallberg\u2019s impeccable technical aplomb is sensitively shaded by his view of the character. His Belaiev is more innocent than cocksure, and I liked that. When he arrives in the drawing room, he looks thunderstruck, as if he already realizes that in taking on this tutoring job, he may be over his head in previously unimagined ways. Lane\u2019s Vera is a bundle of impetuous adolescent urges that she doesn\u2019t fully understand, and Messmer\u2019s Katia is a country-fresh charmer. Scott manages brilliantly to appear to be a boisterous 10-year-old.<\/p>\n

Ashton must have made Yslaev older than Turgenev did in order to make it clear from the outset that Natalia\u2019s marriage isn\u2019t profoundly passionate, and Zhurban portrays the doddering master of the house effectively. The role of Rakitin may be the most enigmatic and difficult one; he doesn\u2019t have much dancing to do, and hangs around hoping Natalya will give him some encouragement\u2014a kind word, maybe a kiss. Doble does well enough, but hadn\u2019t yet built a fully rounded character at the performance I attended.<\/p>\n

One fascinating point this program makes is that there are white ballets and there are white ballets. Both Morris\u2019s Drink To Me Only With Thine Eyes<\/i> and Balanchine\u2019s Symphony in C<\/i> guard A Month in the Country<\/i> like two sturdy angels. It\u2019s not only the white costumes I\u2019m speaking of, but the image of an ideal world of music and dancing. By referring to angels, I don\u2019t mean to imply piety. The disparate styles of the two ballets create atmospheres very much of the earth\u2014one outdoors and one indoors.<\/p>\n

\"Kristi<\/a>

Kristi Boone soars through Mark Morris’s Drink To Me Only With Thine Eyes<\/em>. Photo: Gene Schiavone<\/p><\/div>\n

The music that impels Drink<\/i> is drawn from Virgil Thomson\u2019s Etudes for Piano<\/i>\u2014pieces with matter-of-fact titles like \u201cDouble Glissando\u201d and \u201cPivoting on the Thumb.\u201d \u00a0Morris announces his respect for Thomson by having the excellent pianist, Barbara Bilach, play the first selection onstage, with the instrument\u2019s lid open and no dancers in sight. This ramble through delicate dissonances is a fine introduction to Thomson\u2019s complexities and witty, bold workouts for fingers.<\/p>\n

From the opening moments when several men rush women across the stage, carrying them horizontally overhead like battering rams, and other dancers bolt into view with bent-legged jumps that land them smack on the whap! of Thomson\u2019s stentorian chords, you sense the robust flavor of this marvel of a dance. The six women are on pointe, but their handsome costumes (by Santo Loquasto) are comfortably draped, and the six men, too, look at ease.<\/p>\n

There\u2019s no end to the mazy inventions Morris devises. The dancers cross the stage in two lines traveling in opposite directions, each person doing something slightly different. A couple has a lively, intimate exchange on one side of the stage, while four people busy themselves on the other. There\u2019s a lot of passing through, and many buoyant steps. A swatch of three-quarter time sets people sweeping about the stage; soft, light music gets them airborne; thickets of notes make their feet faster.<\/p>\n

The choreographic picnic plays games with unison, counterpoint, and canon. Yuriko Kajiya darts her feet apart and together in needle-sharp \u00e9chapp\u00e9s<\/i>; flanking her, Kristi Boone and Melanie Hamrick make their feet strike out when hers pull in and vice versa. Joseph Gorak (a terrific performer) begins the solo that Morris made for Mikhail Baryshnikov with a whirring pirouette that opens out into a spin with one leg pointing to the side like a compass needle. As the tango rhythms of Thomson\u2019s \u201cParallel Chords\u201d unfold, James Whiteside joins him to create a canonic duo, and Scott arrives to make it a trio.<\/p>\n

Men often partner women, and one lovely motif involves couples crossing the space while reaching out now one hand, now the other, to each other, without quite touching. But Morris, as is his wont, occasionally and casually pairs men with men or women with women. Quiet passages of music produce calmer, more restful movement. A dancer can get tired having so much fun. No wonder a man sometimes hurries by with a woman slung over him in a fireman\u2019s carry. And Drink To Me Only With Thine Eyes<\/i> (the title taken from Ben Jonson\u2019s lovely song, \u201cTo Celia\u201d) might justify the ending, with Gorak sitting, Kajiya lying down, and a one or two others standing around. Whether they\u2019re drunk on wine and love or dancing and music, we feel the headiness of their pleasure.<\/p>\n

When ABT premiered this very egalitarian work, the cast included some major dancers, such as Baryshnikov, Robert Hill, Julio Bocca, and Martine van Hamel. In the current cast, Kajiya, Boone, and Whiteside are soloists, and the other performers are members of the corps de ballet. Polished in Tina Fehlandt\u2019s staging, they all look like stars.<\/p>\n

\"Polina<\/a>

Polina Semionova partnered by Marcelo Gomes in George Balanchine’s Symphony in C<\/em>. Photo: Marty Sohl<\/p><\/div>\n

If Morris avoids hierarchy in his work, Balanchine honors it in Symphony in <\/i>C (staged for ABT by Merrill Ashley, who performed it many times as a principal dancer with the New York City Ballet, and Stacy Caddell). Georges Bizet was only 17 when he composed the music in 1855, and he followed the classic symphonic structure of four movements, with the second as the slow one. In each movement, Balanchine deployed a principal couple, two secondary ones, plus eight women in the first movement, six in the second and third, and ten in the last. <\/p>\n

The white costumes are tutus, tiaras are in evidence, and the 12 black-clad men do their courtly partnering amid a bevy of lower-echelon princesses, who frame and echo obediently. Balanchine creates entrancing patterns in space\u2014from the \u201cLondon Bridge\u201d passages in the second movement to the forward-and-back meeting and parting of lines in the third and the gradually accumulating frame of women when the fourth movement unites everyone.<\/p>\n

In this ballet, Balanchine uses repetition as a kind of affirmation. I don\u2019t think I\u2019ve noticed before how crystalline the choreography is, less densely textured than in some of his later ballets. Dancers may repeat one step or combination of steps over and over, as if to make sure you understand it before they move on. There\u2019s a kind of grandeur to that.<\/p>\n

At the Wednesday matinee performance of Symphony in C<\/em>, the corps de ballet women seemed not tuned-up quite tightly enough; they danced well but attacked the quicker steps with less impetus than New York City Ballet dancers muster. I very much admired Stella Abrera and Eric Tamm, who led the first movement and Messmer and Jared Matthews who were featured in the fourth. Marcelo Gomes partnered Polina Semionova in the ravishing second movement, and together they wonderfully captured its poignant lyricism, its aura of impossible love. The third, buoyantly athletic movement was danced by two other recent Russian additions to ABT\u2019s roster: Natalia Osipova and Ivan Vasiliev. Osipova is a luscious dancer with a wonderful jump, but Vasiliev must have been having an off night. He, too, jumps excellently, but his torso appears inflexible, and some of his moves to support his partner seemed hasty and unformed.<\/p>\n

That this superb program could only be seen in four performances spread over three mid-week days was a pity. Multi-act story ballets enthrall audiences, but Ashton\u2019s bittersweet narrative and Morris\u2019s and Balanchine\u2019s beautiful tales of music and dancing nourish the soul.<\/p>\n

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