Saturday 3 August 2019 The Guardian •
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At the Bolshoi, size matters.
The company’s name means “big”
in Russian, and the Muscovites
open their London summer season
with a ballet that lives up to it.
Yuri Grigorovich’s Soviet-era slave
rebellion story is a signature work of
the Bolshoi, and they are one of the
few companies that could off er such
an army of identically drilled dancers.
It is one of ballet’s more masculine
outings and men dominate the
stage. Slaves and soldiers thrust
forth limbs in tight unison, straight
as their swords, and Denis Rodkin ’s
Spartacus takes on Roman consul
Crassus ( Artemy Belyakov ). Rodkin
makes a lukewarm entrance.
Anastasia Denisova as his lover
Phrygia has the idea, the tilt of her
neck expressing a deep lament.
Rodkin grows into the role though,
his leaps becoming higher and wilder,
his power and presence revving up.
It’s a marathon of a show over three
acts, and the length and scale are not
always at the service of the drama.
Crassus and Spartacus spend a long
time not fi ghting each other, then
climactic moments pass in a fl ash.
Anyway, it’s clear who should be
ruling in Rome: Svetlana Zakharova ’s
Aegina, Crassus’s courtesan. She is
pure steel; wily and merciless. Her
arms snake and curl luxuriously , her
fi ngers so long it takes an extra bar
for them to catch up with the curve.
Grigorovich’s choreography comes
in statements. He uses blocks of
dancers in perfect accord, such as the
hypnotic, ice-cold courtesans. Act
two’s shepherds and shepherdesses
are the only characters truly free,
and dance with an almost vaudeville
fl air from the men and an incredible
lightness from the women.
The best thing about the ballet is
Khachaturian ’s driving, cinematic
score, with its mighty percussion,
swooning love theme and touches
of jazz. It’s the music that makes this
period piece come alive.
Lyndsey Winship
Ballet
Spartacus
Royal Opera House, London
★★★☆☆
Bolshoi army
leaps to it
from slaves
to the rhythm
“Here’s a song from the 1920s – just
before Led Zeppelin were formed,”
announces Robert Plant as he
leads his new semi-acoustic band,
Saving Grace, into Cindy I’ll Marry
You Someday. It’s late on Sunday
night: Orbital are on the main stage,
while Plant and singer Suzi Dian
make a modest festival debut with a
classy set of old favourites, backed
by drums, guitars, mandolin and
banjo. They include Doc Watson’s
Your Long Journey , Ray Charles’s
stomping Leave My Woman
Alone , Donovan’s Season of the
Witch and then fi nish with I Bid
You Goodnight, in which they all
huddle around one microphone. It
is low-key but enormous fun.
This was the 38th Womad
festival, held in an increasingly
crowded festival calendar and
made all the more diffi cult by visa
restrictions. But there was still
a varied global line up, featuring
everything from Macha y El Bloque
Depresivo ’s tragic Chilean ballads
to the emotional soul classics of
Macy Gray; BaBa Zu La’ s wild and
angry Turkish psychedelia, and the
extraordinary voice of Ustad Saami ,
Pakistan’s 75-year-old master of
a haunting microtonal style that
pre dates Islam.
It was a great year for
veterans. Calypso Rose, now
79, is feisty on the cheerfully
risqu e Young Boy , and Africa’s
fi nest male singer Salif Keita
is in distinctive, soaring voice
on an upbeat set that includes
a powerful revival of M’Bemba
Music
Womad festival
Charlton Park, Wiltshire
★★★★☆
Polyphony
and politics
in a global
soundclash
and just one – exquisite – acoustic
song, Awa. Behind him, a sign
announces he is “celebrating 50
years of music in 70 years”. If he’s
on a farewell tour, it doesn’t feel
like it.
The best newcomers include
Jamaican soloist Brushy One String
(below), whose song Chicken in the
Corn has been viewed 24m times on
YouTube, and who really does play
a guitar with just one string, to back
up his growling, soulful voice. With
Brexit threatening, there is also an
appropriate emphasis on Europeans:
San Salvador , from the French
Massif Central, are a slick, rousing
young six-piece whose thrilling
polyphonic harmony singing is
backed by pounding percussion.
And Ukraine’s glorious DakhaBrakha
returned, sporting tall fur hats and
quirky, compelling songs.
There are reminders of the
British multicultural scene too,
from the adventurous soul-jazz-rap
reworking of civil rights classics
by A Change Is Gonna Come, to
the angry political songs of Nadine
Shah. In our era of walls and vocal
bigots, Womad is more important
than ever.
Robin Denselow
The new BBC/FX miniseries Fosse/
Verdon dramatises the toxic
marriage and thrilling creative
partnership that spanned fi ve
decades between choreographer
and fi lm-maker Bob Fosse (Sam
Rockwell) and Broadway star
and fellow choreographer Gwen
Verdon (Michelle Williams) – an
extraordinary dancer whose star
was in the ascendant when she
met and married Fosse. Together
they worked on such infl uential
masterpieces as Cabaret and
Chicago , but Verdon’s dancing
career faltered after she had their
daughter, and she shored up her
serially unfaithful husband as he
became increasingly unstable and
addicted to pills.
Their story plays out over eight
very oddly structured hours.
Overall, it’s a countdown to Fosse’s
death , but we move back and
forth so quickly, in and out of real
and imagined scenes and across
so many timelines and locations
that any sense of a narrative arc,
or any concomitant dread, sorrow
or suspense, is dissipated. We
repeatedly cut away from events
before they resolve. An early scene
emblematic of Fosse’s endless
adultery , which begins with
Verdon knocking on his door after
he has failed to get rid of his latest
mistress as promised, is split and
referenced so many times that it
becomes redundant.
It makes the story impressionistic
at best, hopelessly muddled at
worst. And because we don’t see the
evolution of their relationship, but
only fragments of diff erent stages
of it, it is hard to understand what
kept drawing Verdon back to Fosse.
The few glimpses we do get of why
the couple worked so well together,
however, are worth the price of
admission alone. Rockwell and
Williams’ chemistry is undeniable,
and every ounce of work they’ve
put into the dance sequences
(especially in Williams’ case) is up
there on screen. They move and
banter deliciously, while even in the
earliest stages letting you see how
the seeds of bitterness will be sown.
Within a few scenes they will
remind you of Kenneth Tynan’s
description of his marriage to
Elaine Dundy – “each with its teeth
sunk deep in the other’s neck and
reluctant to break the clinch for
fear of bleeding to death” – though
in Fosse/Verdon’s case it would
have been both a romantic and
creative exsanguination.
Lucy Mangan
What we learned
Woodstock remains a one-off
Woodstock 50, a three-day music
festival planned for 16-18 August
to mark the 50th anniversary of
the famed 1969 event, has been
cancelled. Organisers blamed
a series of “unforeseen setbacks”
and an “unfortunate dispute” with
a fi nancial partner.
Mid-morning is the new breakfast
Listening fi gures from the
second quarter of 2019 reveal that
Radio 2’s breakfast show, which has
been presented by Zoe Ball (right)
since January, is no longer the UK’s
most popular radio programme.
That honour now goes to Ken Bruce,
whose mid-morning Radio 2 show has
8.49 million listeners.
Old Town Road breaks new ground
US rapper Lil Nas X has broken Mariah
Carey’s 23-year-old record for most
weeks at the top of the Billboard Hot
100 chart. Old Town Road has now
spent 17 weeks at No 1. The country-
rap track was fi rst released on video
sharing app TikTok in February, and
banned from Billboard’s country
charts for not being country enough.
▲ Higher and wilder ... Denis Rodkin
PHOTOGRAPH: TRISTRAM KENTON/GUARDIAN
What others said
“Spartacus wears its Soviet-era
convictions on its sleeve. From the
blare of the score to the corps de ballet
moving in massed ranks, it’s all broad
brush strokes and gusto.”
Zoë Anderson Independent.co.uk
What others said
“The most popular band of
the weekend were probably
DakhaBrakha, a quartet from
Ukraine, performing what they
describe as ‘ethno-chaos’ in their
trademark oversized Cossack hats.”
Simon Broughton Evening Standard
Friends in low
places and
a quarterlife
crisis
Emma Jane Unsworth has
adapted her 2014 novel for the
screen, and the resulting movie,
directed by the Australian fi lm-
maker Sophie Hyde, is fl awed
but interesting, kept upright
by the steely core of Holliday
Grainger’s performance. It is a
subdued drama about the mortality
of friendships and relationships,
and there is also, as with so many
other semi-autobiographical
fi ctions, a subsidiary pleasure in
wondering which elements are
based on truth.
Laura ( Grainger ) and Tyler
( Alia Shawkat , from TV’s Arrested
Development) are best friends
who live in Dublin. They’re single,
Film
Animals
Cert 15
★★★☆☆
Last night’s TV
Fosse/Verdon
BBC2
★★★☆☆
Sam Rockwell and Michelle
Williams do a complicated
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a toxic marriage of equals
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But it isn’t just Tyler who is
thrown into turmoil. With her
novel showing no sign of being
published, Laura is left to wonder
whether marriage – a convention
to whose trappings she has been
fundamentally indiff erent – has
turned out to be the endpoint
of her whole existence. Will any
defi ant moments of singledom or
hedonism endanger this precious
new future, or would they be the
last hurrah of youth?
Some of the wisecracking
dialogue falls a bit fl at and the
narrative line is occasionally
uncertain, but Grainger creates
a watchable quarterlife crisis.
Peter Bradshaw
they love going out for cocktails,
and they have developed a kind
of sub-Holly Golightly private
language about the ironic
sophistication of it all. Laura is
a would-be writer who has been
working on a novel for almost
10 years, while Tyler has a dead-
end job. The approaching trauma
of being in their 30 s is worsened
when Laura meets an impossibly
handsome man called Jim (Fra
Fee), who is a talented classical
pianist. This creates a Withnail- like
loyalty crisis with Tyler, who acidly
condemns the outrageously nice
and well turned-out Jim as someone
with the “shoes of an undertaker
and the smile of a despot ”.
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