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Steve Earle sings original songs in ‘Coal Country’ —Joan Marcus
Max McGuinness
In April 2010, a coal dust explosion
killed29minersattheUpperBigBranch
Mine in West Virginia. Six years later,
the playwright Jessica Blank and her
husband and collaborator Erik Jensen
recorded interviews with survivors and
relatives of the victims, which they have
adapted into this 90-minute verbatim
playaboutthebiggestminingdisasterin
theUSsincethe1970s.
Documentary theatre, such as the
work of David Hare or Anna Deavere
Smith’sFires in the Mirror, often derives
its energy from virtuoso performers
who juggle many different roles as they
piece together complex political contro-
versies. By contrast, as directed by
Blank,Coal Country as a patient, steadyh
focus that yields an exceptionally lucid
account of the disaster and skilfully
drawn portraits of the play’s eight char-
acters. These include Thomas
Kopache’s Gary, a bluff old hand with a
meticulous knowledge of how mines
operate; Michael Gaston’s Goose, an
affablefamilymanwhoforeseesthedis-
aster amid collapsing safety standards;
and Deirdre Madigan’s Judy, a miner’s
daughter and doctor who has become
detachedfromherworking-classroots.
They are joined by the singer Steve
Earle, who introduces the play and goes
on to perform eight original folk songs,
accompanying himself on the guitar
and banjo whilekeeping time with his
boot. Echoing Woody Guthrie, these
ballads — one of which becomes a
singalong — are rich in leftist pathos.
And, like the characters’ overlapping
testimonies, they drill home the mes-
sage that strong unions offer workers
their best defence against corporate
greedandexploitation.
As Gary and Goose recount, the seeds
of catastrophe werelaid when the mine
was sold in the 1990s to Massey Energy,
which withdrew union recognition and
ramped up production. By the time of
the disaster, the miners were being told
to keep working even after finding
explosive levels of methane.Massey’s
CEO Don Blankenship was eventually
jailed for conspiring to violate federal
minesafetystandards.
IfCoal Country ere a work of fiction,w
all this would seem like a scarcely
believable caricature of capitalist mal-
feasance. But the only invention in this
rigorously unsentimental play is Earle’s
hauntingmusic.
To March 29,publictheater.org
Capitalism’s dark side laid bare
T H E AT R E
Coal Country
Public Theater, New York
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Laura Cappelle
Béjart Ballet Lausanne has handled the
transition after its founder’s death bet-
ter than most dance companies. Mau-
rice Béjart’s designated successor, Gil
Roman, has been at the helm since the
popular French choreographer’s death
in 2007 — smooth sailing compared to,
say, Pina Bausch’s Tanztheater Wupper-
tal, which has seen four directors come
andgosinceherdeath.
Artistically, however, Béjart Ballet
Lausanne has mostly been treading
water. While a few dance-makers have
worked with its dancers, the current
season features only works by Béjart
and Roman, who also choreographs.
Andthis mixed bill,Béjart Celebrates
Maurice, at the Palais des Congrès in
Paris, positioned Roman’st’M et varia-
tions... s the supporting act beforea
theBéjarthits.
In the event, it was hard to disagree.
t’M et variations.. ., which was created
for the 10th anniversary of Béjart’s
death and heavily references his style,
is pleasant enough thanks to the pres-
ence onstage of Citypercussion, a duo of
percussionists who bring a surprising
array of instruments to their dialogue
with the dancers. In the most memora-
ble duet, two male dancers interact
sweetly, holding each other’s faces
beforeslowlylockinghands.
Still, most of the audience was there
for Béjart, and for one blockbuster
in particular: hisBolero. It came at the
tail-end of a series of uneven excerpts
from his repertoire after the interval,
with the nimble-footed Masayoshi
Onuki a highlight in a virtuosic male
solo,Und so weiter. (Béjart’s taste for a
jagged kind of balletic orientalism
hasn’tagedaswell.)
The tension in the auditorium
went up several notches when two
technicians wheeled Bolero’s large
red table onstage. It has seen quite the
list of soloists over the years, and in
Paris the Russian superstar Diana
Vishneva claimed the spot for one
night as a guest. At 43, she has led many
stage lives, and it shows: the unerring,
sensual precision of her shoulder line
speaks of her ballet training in St
Petersburg, yet Béjart’s broken wrists
and hip swerves look just as second
naturetoher.
More so than anyBolerosoloist I’ve
seen, as she reached for her neck and
leaned into distortions reminiscent of
Nijinsky, Vishneva also made the con-
nection with the sacrificial victim inThe
Rite of Spring. Call it revenge: here, she
looked ready to lead the corps of men
around the table, and the audience into
battle. Many would have gladly
followedher.
palaisdescongresdeparis.com
D A N C E
Béjart Ballet Lausanne
Palais des Congrès, Paris
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Heroic: above, Grafton
Architects’ Bocconi
University in Milan
(2008). Below: Yvonne
Farrell, left, and
Shelley McNamara of
Grafton Architects
Federico Brunetti; AP Photo/Antonio Calanni
individual architect. In the past, when
more than one individual has been
selected simultaneously, it is because
their work has been inextricably linked.
Such is the case this year.” Thus the
award has been given to McNamara and
Farrell, rather than Grafton Architects,
which might make for a consistent leg-
acy of laureates but which fails to chime
with what might have been a healthy
andwelcomemessage.
Nevertheless this is an award that will
be welcomed well beyond Ireland.
“We’re evolving with every project and
treat each one as an opportunity to test
newideas,”Farrelltoldmein2017 henw
the pair were curating the Venice Archi-
tecture Biennale. “You don’t know what
you’re going to get. An architect’s career
isn’t linear, it’s made up of moments.”
Thisisquiteamoment.
pritzkerprize.com
L
ike so many seemingly mete-
oric rises, Grafton Architects’
success has a long tail.
Yvonne Farrell and Shelley
McNamara established their
practice as a co-op above a shop in 1976,
namingitaftertheiraddressonDublin’s
main shopping street. Forty-four years
later they havewon architecture’s big-
gesthonour,thePritzkerPrize.
The award cements an already mem-
orable year for the architects, after hav-
ing received the RIBA’s Gold Medal in
February, and opening their first build-
ing in the UK, the impressive Town
House at Kingston University, in Janu-
ary. It will also, I think, be a popular
choice. The Pritzker has tended to go
either to the big figures in architecture
— the lone, usually male genius — or, in
more recent years, toobscure architects
with more regional than global ambi-
tions. So this decision to award it to a
female-led practice who havebuilt a
reputation for collaboration, considera-
tion, education and generosity should
bea crowd-pleaser.
After starting small in Ireland with a
series of houses and arts projects,
Grafton worked its way up to heroic
buildings in sculptural concrete such as
the astonishing Bocconi University in
Milan (2008) and UTEC University in
Lima (2015) — structuresthat owe a
profound debt to the Brutalism of the
1960s (notably the kind practised in
Brazil). The practice also creates a civic
presence and shows a generosity
towards cities, treating architecture as a
public good. It is currently working on a
new building for the London School of
Economics, and the recently completed
Town House in Kingston has created a
new image for a dispersed suburban
institution with a spatially stunning
libraryandstudentcentre.
The award is also, importantly, a rec-
ognition of an active, engaged and
increasingly influential architecture
scene in Ireland. Grafton has always
beeninvolvedineducationandhasnur-
tured at least two generations of archi-
tects in Dublin (as well as further afield,
at Harvard and Yale),creating a lively
culture of discussion and debate. Farrell
and McNamara are not the first Irish
architects to win the Pritzker:Kevin
Roche received it in 1982, but only after
makingacareerintheUS.
They also bring a different attitude to
architecture as a discipline, a recogni-
tion of itscollaborative nature. It’s typi-
calthattheirpersonalnamesdonotfea-
ture in the practice’s name; when they
attended the dinner to celebrate their
Riba Gold Medal in London earlier this
year, they brought the whole office with
them — making the point that architec-
ture is not about individuals butabout a
collective working for the greater social
good. If the Pritzker has been criticised
for lionising individuals and propping
up what seems an increasingly unsus-
tainable star system, this might have
beenseenassomethingofaredress.
Except that the press release came
with these words: “It is vital to note that
the Prize does not, and has not, hon-
oured a firm, rather it honours an
Brutalism and generosity
John Rockwell
François Girard, the Canadian
stagedirectorandfilm-maker,had
a hit withParsifalin 2013, his Met-
ropolitan Opera debut. He seems
now, after the stumblings of a fel-
low Canadian, Robert Lepage,
to have become the Met’s go-to
Wagnerian producer, with a new
Fliegende Holländer his week andt
Lohengrintocome.
TheParsifalhad its oddities but
was smart and powerful. So it is
disappointing that thisHolländer
— previewed last summer by the
Opéra de Québec — is nowhere
near as persuasive. It falls short on
almost every level: dramatically,
scenicallyandmusically.
Girard brings along a normally
compelling designer, John Mac-
farlane, underused here, and
deploys a heavy dose of black-and-
white projections (Peter Fla-
herty), mostly skyscapes. But
scene after scene is fudged. The
overture is accompanied by spi-
derylinedrawingshintingataship
tossing in a stormy sea, and by an
intrusive dancer double for Senta
(Alison Clancy), who gyrates dis-
jointedly in slow-motion choreog-
raphybyCarolynChoa.
Daland’s ship noses out from the
wings,butweneverseetheusually
terrifying Dutchman’s ship.
Instead our hero slinks in from the
rear carrying a glowing rock, rep-
resenting part of his treasure;
later, everyone carries such a rock,
which makes them look like fire-
flies. The huge chorus is asked to
move in robotic synchronicity. At
the end Senta disappears into the
scrum and presumably leaps into
theocean,butweneverseethat,at
least from the stalls. The backdrop
turnsred,asinmaybeasunrise.
The dramatic failings are not
redeemed (to use a favourite Wag-
nerian word) by the music-
making. Valery Gergiev has done
good work in Wagner, but here his
conducting sounds slow and life-
less; the tension and drama are
constantlybecalmed.
With his fractured ankle, Bryn
Terfel was replaced in the title role
by Evgeny Nikitin, a Mariinsky
regular whom Gergiev reportedly
helped enlist. Nikitin is comforta-
ble in German and Wagner and
started strong. But by the end of
the first night he was struggling, as
was Anja Kampe in her belated
Met debut as Senta. She sang well
in the ballad and duet, but in the
third act (the opera is being done
in the intermission-free version)
she came close to screaming.
Franz-Josef Selig is a practised
Daland but sounds worn, and
Mihoko Fujimura makes an
underpoweredMary.
The best singing comes from the
tenors. David Portillo is the sweet-
voiced Steersman and Sergey
Skorokhodov, another Mariinsky
regular, provides an idiomatic,
forthrightErik.
To March 27,metopera.org
O P E R A
Der fliegende Holländer
Metropolitan Opera, New York
aaeee
Architecture’s biggest honour,
the Pritzker Prize, has gone to
a female-led Dublin practice.
Edwin Heathcote reports
Evgeny Nikitin
and Anja Kampe
in ‘Der fliegende
Holländer’
Ken Howard
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