Female
Choreographers Letting Off Steam
By ANNA KISSELGOFF
Zany or
aggressive (often both), the experimental dance
scene in Japan can be counted on to spawn four
more provocative companies for the annual Japanese
Contemporary Dance Showcase in New York.
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This year's sampling was less Monty
Pythonesque than in previous years (no dancers pretending
to be computers). Yet it is easy to see why these unknown
groups, most making a United States debut at Japan Society
on Friday night, were still a hot ticket. A critique
of post-industrial society — the overriding theme
— is familiar by now. But it is restated each
year with flamboyant originality. This time all the
choreographers were women. Whether their sensibility
played a role or not, the usual critique had more bottled-up
anger, released in a variety of ways.
Dance Company Nibroll, which presented
"Coffee," a frenzied metaphor for a rat
race with corporate and punk characters, is anything
but oblique about the credo in its publicity: "We
are the generation that grew up in bedroom suburbs,"
the company writes. "We do not yearn for Tokyo,
and we do not have a hometown."
The dancing is deliberately artless
for the child-women in Strange Kinoko ("mushrooms")
Dance Company, whose "Frill" looks with
irony at a world with plastic lamps shaped like tulips.
Choreographically "Be —
Duo Version" for Dance Theater Ludens was the
most impressive, with its exploration of physical
support. In a striking final image, a man and a woman
advance, totally tilted toward one another. Yet more
than once the woman's movements evoked rejection of
dependence. The stereotype of the submissive Japanese
woman in a pretty kimono, trotting behind a man, is
of course ancient history for these choreographers.
The image is not deconstructed but destroyed by the
post-Butoh dancer Akemi Takeya. In a see-through white
gown and tossing her mane of bleached-blond hair,
she offers a remarkably controlled death rattle of
a solo ("Strange Forest") to the roar of
an electric cello played onstage by Arnold Haberl.
When she finds release, she has seemingly emptied
her body of negativity: very Japanese.
It would be easy to see "Be"
as the most conventional of the pieces. But as the
most "dancey" work, it is the most inventive
in exploration of movement. Takiko Iwabuchi, who has
worked for several years in Europe, is a choreographer
well versed in such post-modern dance techniques as
contact improvisation. But when she repeatedly links
bodies in surprising ways or uses mutual support in
partnering, she does not ape the current vogue for
streamlined athleticism. Rather, she reaches for the
human source of such physical partnering, itself derived
from Asian martial arts. "Be" is thus never
a display of technical prowess but the study of a
woman, portrayed by Yukari Ota, and a man, Keiichi
Otsuka, in an evolving relationship. For better or
for worse it brings them into mutual dependence.
"Be" is also a striking
study of need and loneliness. Schubert's music in
the first half is apt. Takeaki Iwashina's brilliant
lighting initially isolates the pair from their surroundings.
Mr. Otsuka, bald and in a tank shirt and pants, and
Ms. Ota, waiflike but powerful in her dancing, are
barely aware of each other.
When she stands, he is often at her
feet, his chin nuzzling her instep. She stretches
her leg toward his forehead. Her purity in a self-absorbed
solo is followed by his concentration in a solo in
which he stands rooted, swiftly rotating his head
and shoulders.
Yann Tiersen's accordion music brings
them together. She is often out of his grasp, but
she also lies atop his side as he reclines. At one
point he smoothly changes hands as he holds her neck
at arm's length and both revolve: a remarkable performance.
Ms. Takeya's "Strange Forest,"
an excerpt from "Yuragi," is not so gentle.
She strives for effect and achieves it, although as
a cry of alienation this solo needs more texture.
The Vienna-based Ms. Takeya comes
out of the more aggressive school of Butoh, the expressionist
genre from Japan that remains rooted to the theme
of cataclysm and rebirth. New York has not seen the
erotic feminine aspect of Butoh as represented by
Charlotte Ikeda, who is based in Paris. Ms. Takeya
toured with Ms. Ikeda's company. Here her hissing
splayed-hand solo is certainly a woman's dance of
angst. Although she moves little, the overall dramatic
image is the equivalent of the brutal roaring sound
that Mr. Haberl sends out from his cello and an electronic
tape.
In "Coffee," Mikuni Yanaihara's
choreography, in collaboration with the men and women
in her company Nibroll, is swift and harsh. A dehumanized
society is evoked from the start by a film that shows
an animated figure made up of cubes and running in
place. There is also the word "powerful,"
an explosion and a sci-fi landscape. Three men onstage
appear struck in the eye by an invisible object. The
real-world equivalent becomes a frenetic office with
three women in stylized business suits rushing around
with coffee mugs and shoved around by men in punk
attire to a cacophony of sound. A contrasting idyllic
world is portrayed, ironically, in an animated film
with daisies and a floating figure. The women change
into flowered dresses, but the tone remains violent.
The choreography needs a sharper edge, but its disco-drive
energy was admirably rendered by the cast.
The audience oohed when a suspended
tree of lamps lighted up in "Frill." The
Strange Kinoko company affects a naïve style,
and its mock worship at a plastic altar by five women
waddling in athletic shoes to pop music seemed to
say everything in its first five minutes. Yet Chie
Ito's choreography is sly, growing more complex, and
turns into perceptive social commentary. Besides Ms.
Ito, the dancers were Masako Ide, Satomi Yamada, Masayo
Sato and Kayoko Iida.
Fuente: The
New York Times
Febrero
2003
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