{"id":6902,"date":"2021-05-14T13:53:03","date_gmt":"2021-05-14T17:53:03","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/dancebeat\/?p=6902"},"modified":"2021-05-24T10:07:08","modified_gmt":"2021-05-24T14:07:08","slug":"four-by-morris","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/dancebeat\/2021\/05\/four-by-morris\/","title":{"rendered":"Four by Morris"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
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Brandon Randolph in Mark Morris’s Jealousy. <\/em>Courtesy of the Mark Morris Dance Group<\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n\n

I\u2019ve seen Mark Morris\u2019s work for many years, starting in 1980. I remember him dancing half naked with a mane of black curls in his 1984\u00a0O Rangsayee.\u00a0<\/em>\u00a0I interviewed him in Brussels, when he and his company had taken over the Th\u00e9\u00e2tre de la Monnaie (1988 to 1991).A few years ago, I watched him rehearse his dancers in one of the nine studios in the Mark Morris Dance Group, built on a corner in Brooklyn. I saw some of his operas and his ballets, as well as his contemporary dance works. I missed his earlier work; he started choreographing at 14.\u00a0 \u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Still, in the midst of this pandemic, it was unnervingly impressive to watch him on my laptop\u2019s screen and listen to him as a highly articulate, no-nonsense man with a mustache and a long, full gray beard. (It was also intriguing to see his superb male dancers (more hirsute onstage than usual.)  And this was no home movie captured on someone\u2019s iPhone. The credits that showed up on the screen revealed a host of professional video artists.   <\/p>\n\n\n\n

What I was viewing was the Mark Morris Dance Group\u2019s, \u201cLive from Brooklyn,\u201d taped on May 7th<\/sup>.\u00a0\u00a0The four offerings were not full-company pieces. Laurel Lynch performed\u00a0Three Preludes\u00a0<\/em>(1992) to music by George Gershwin; Brandon Randolph assailed\u00a0Jealousy\u00a0<\/em>(1985) to \u201cJealous Pest,\u201d HVW 60, Act 2 of George Frideric Handel\u2019s opera\u00a0Hercules<\/em>; Karlie Budge, Lynch, Dallas\u00a0McMurray,\u00a0and Noah Vinson danced\u00a0Tempus Perfectum\u00a0<\/em>(2021) to music from Johannes Brahms\u2019s\u00a0Sixteen Waltzes<\/em>. Op. 69; and\u00a0Mica Bernas, Christina Sahaida, Billy Smith, and Jammie Walker performed their\u00a0Fugue\u00a0<\/em>(1987) to a composition by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Laurel Lynch performing Mark Morris’s Three Preludes. <\/em>Image courtesy of the Mark Morris Dance Group<\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n\n

No matter how complex the steps that Morris choreographs,they amply display Morris\u2019s musicality and musical knowledge as well as his dancers\u2019 sensitivity and expertise.I\u2019m aware of how skillfully he uses their bodies. That is, his movement phrases are not all about the legs or what big moves can be managed. In his works, a turn of the head may be as important as a leap, a sweep of the arms may give way to a small flicking of the fingers. The dancers give themselves to nuances as well as digging into huge, even sometimes clumsy moves. Their bodies\u2014their very selves\u2014sing. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Isaac Mizrahi has artfully costumed Lynch to unite her with the three Gershwin preludes that accompany her. Her form-fitting black tux is set off by white gloves and white gaiters over her black slippers, as well as by James F. Ingalls\u2019s lighting, The choreography has a lazy ease about it, with suspended moments that seem like deep inhales. These contrast wonderfully with some extremely difficult moves\u2014such as landing from a leap onto one leg and holding that position a second or so before moving on.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Brandon Randolph in Mark Morris’s Jealousy. <\/em>Image courtesy of the Mark Morris Dance Group<\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n\n

Like Lynch, Randolph wears a mask for his solo, but his is red to match the red trousers that constitute\u00a0his costume. Philip Sandstr\u00f6m\u2019s lighting turns the cyclorama red too. The jealousy of the title can turn nasty, and Handel\u2019s chorus of singers rub that in. We first see Randolph with his back turned to us, and as he moves closer, he droops at times, as if what he feels is weighing him down. No jumping for him, but his gaze is powerful, and he turns it in various directions, perhaps locating what he suspects. As he balances on one leg, he circles his wrists separately\u2014almost as if\u00a0\u00a0reeling in dream prey. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Karlie Budge reaches toward Dallas McMurray in Mark Morris’s Tempus Perfectum.<\/em> Image courtesy of the Mark Morris Dance Group<\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n\n

For Morris\u2019s premiere,\u00a0Tempus Perfect<\/em>um (accompanied by Colin Fowler on the piano), the four dancers are costumed in lightweight, loose-fitting suits in different colors: pale blue for Budge, red for Lynch, darker blue for Vinson, and green for McMurray, with black for the two men\u2019s pants. Matching masks, of course. The performers behave as if there\u2019s some kind of party going on offstage or they forgot something they need, so after dancing alone or beside someone else, they run offstage. The Brahms waltzes, diverse as they are, can soothe or incite these uneasy four. The dancers yield to the music expansively, tenderly; their arms form circles and embrace the air. But they also (especially McMurray) stumble occasionally, move clumsily side to side, their feet wide apart, and thrust their dancing onto the space. This time, the lighting is by Nick Kolin. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

The onstage piano gets moved from place to place between each section. And Malcolm Bilson and Robert Levin sit side by side to play Mozart\u2019s Fugue in C Minor, K. 401 for the last dance on the program. Bernas, Sahaida, Smith, and Walker clarify for Morris the fugal structure by sitting on green chairs in a downstage row.  Lit by Sandstr\u00f6m, they might almost be having a conversation, but not quite. They too are masked, and dressed in solid-color outfits: white, black, blue, or khaki.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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L-R: Christina Sahaida, Billy Smith, Mica Bernas, and Jammie Walker in Morris’s Fugue. <\/em> Image courtesy of the Mark Morris Dance Group<\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n\n

For the most part, they face us. There are flashes of unison by two or more in their litany of stand, sit, gesture, paddle their feet in the air. Is it a true fugue?  A partial one?  Maybe, knowing Morris. But as Mozart\u2019s music becomes more vivid, more urgent,   the four are goaded into falling, rising, running offstage, and returning. The last image is of them back in their row and one of the women (Sahaida as I recall) standing and reaching out toward a seated compatriot. For the first time.                                                      <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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