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KUROSAWA’S SAMURAI: YOJIMBO

Toshiro Mifune can’t believe what he sees in YOJIMBO.

Toshiro Mifune can’t believe what he sees in YOJIMBO.


YOJIMBO (Akira Kurosawa, 1961)

BAMcinématek
30 Lafayette Ave. between Ashland Pl. & St. Felix St.
Sunday, November 7, 2:00, 4:30, 6:50, 9:15
Series continues through November 21
718-636-4100
www.bam.org

Kuwabatake Sanjuro (Toshiro Mifune) is a lone samurai on the road following the end of the Tokugawa dynasty in yet another of Akira Kurosawa’s unforgettable masterpieces. Sanjuro comes to a town with two warring factions and plays each one off the other as a hired hand. Neo’s battles with myriad Agent Smiths are nothing compared to Yojimbo’s magnificent swordfights against growing bands of warriors that include the evil Unosuke (Tatsuya Nakadai), who is in possession of a new weapon that shoots bullets. Try watching this film and not think of several Clint Eastwood Westerns (including Sergio Leone’s pasta remake, A FISTFUL OF DOLLARS) as well as HIGH NOON. The film is being screened in conjunction with BAM’s presentation of Ping Chong’s theatrical adaptation of Kurosawa’s THRONE OF BLOOD, running at the Howard Gilman Opera House November 10-13. The series concludes with the sequel to YOJIMBO, 1962’s SANJURO, on November 14 and RAN on November 21.

SASHA WALTZ AND GUESTS: GEZEITEN

Sasha Waltz returns to BAM with U.S. premiere of GEZEITEN (photo by Gert Weigelt)

Next Wave Festival
BAM Howard Gilman Opera House
30 Lafayette Ave. between Ashland Pl. & St. Felix St.
November 3, 5, 6, $20-$55, 7:30
718-636-4100
www.bam.org
www.sashawaltz.de

As Sasha Waltz’s mesmerizing, metaphysical triptych, GEZEITEN (TIDES), opens, barefoot men and women in regular street clothes walk slowly through a dilapidated room, occasionally pausing to form pairs and trios that balance on one another, cantilevered and pivoting in dazzling architectural displays, as if building something that then comes down, the only sound the wind, soon joined by Bach cello suites played live by Martin Seemann just offstage. The room, paint peeling off the walls, has three open doors that the dazed people move through. An elegiac feeling pervades as the dancers seem unable or unwilling to leave, not wanting to face whatever devastation has occurred outside. In the evening-length piece’s second section, the doors are closed and chaos eventually takes over as the people fling chairs and tables and run around the room recklessly, nearly smashing into everything and everyone around them, until an erstwhile leader bursts through one of the doors, climbs above it, and precipitates a hierarchy of sorts. Increasingly menaced by loud rumblings outside and ominous sights and smells, the group picks out a random villain to blame and abuse, screaming out in various languages, the words themselves not as important as the intonations, a Tower of Babel of anger, aggression, and fear.

GEZEITEN examines apocalyptic devastation in deeply personal ways (photo by Gert Weigelt)

Inspired by such tragic events as 9/11, Hurricane Katrina, the Indonesian tsumami, and a dangerous fire her family experienced while on vacation in Greece, Berlin-based choreographer Waltz has created an intensely psychological and deeply personal experience in collaboration with artistic director Jochen Sandig (her husband), lighting technician Martin Hauk, stage designer Thomas Schenk, soundscape artist Jonathan Bepler, and her company of sixteen dancers, who helped develop much of the movement and whose own dreams and nightmares contribute to the surreal finale, in which bizarre creatures emerge as the stage is torn apart. The apocalyptic narrative is enhanced by clouds of smoke and actual fire, the smell adding to the threat level. At a postperformance discussion following the November 5 show, Waltz, Sandig, and three of the dancers talked about how nervous they were to present GEZEITEN in New York, where the memories of 9/11 are still so strong. Indeed, when one dancer is lifted up and then goes into a brief freefall, it is hard not to think of the people who jumped or fell out of the World Trade Center towers, but audiences in other cities might instead relate to natural or man-made tragedies that affected them more directly. Waltz needn’t have worried about her third production at BAM’s Next Wave Festival, following 2002’s KÖRPER and 2005’s IMPROMPTUS, as the rapt audience rose up with an instantaneous, prolonged, and well-deserved standing ovation at the conclusion of the show.

BLOODSHOT RECORDS FALL FESTIVAL OF FUN

The Scotland Yard Gospel Choir look to make a triumphant post-accident return at Bloodshot party Sunday night (photo by twi-ny/mdr)

The Bell House
149 Seventh St. between Second & Third Aves.
Sunday, November 7, $10, 6:30
718-643-6510
www.bloodshotrecords.com
www.thebellhouseny.com

Last year, Chicago-based Bloodshot Records celebrated its fifteenth anniversary with a great bbq show at the Bell House in Gowanus, with live performances by Bobby Bare Jr., Exene Cervenka, the Dex Romweber Duo, Cordero, the Silos, Ben Weaver, and Rosie Flores. Sadly, one of their best emerging bands, the Scotland Yard Gospel Choir, got into a terrible accident the day before and were forced to cancel. Guitarist Mary Adelsman and bassist Mark Yoshizumi suffered the most extensive damage, going through multiple surgeries and lengthy rehab, but everyone was shaken up badly, and much of the group’s equipment was destroyed. We’re happy to report that SYGC is back on the road and will be at the Bell House for this year’s Bloodshot brew bash, being held Sunday, November 7, with another all-star lineup: young country singer Lydia Loveless, the charming Cordero, the Bottle Rockets, and the all-powerful Graham Parker, one of the most engaging and entertaining performers you’ll ever see. Listening again to SYGC’s most recent album, 2009’s outstanding AND THE HORSE YOU RODE IN ON . . . , it’s hard not to reinterpret many of the lyrics, which now seem to tell the story of a very different kind of heartbreak and heartache, filled with darkness and yesterdays. On the propulsive title track Elia Einhorn sings, “These days I find disturbing pictures in my mind of you as a mangled traffic accident . . . and in the daydream, I always smile.” The synth-driven “Liberty or Somewhere” includes the poignant line “Because I’ve lost so many people,” while they declare “Oh my god, my life’s so fucked up” on “Something’s Happening” and “Christ, I’m a fucking mess” on the horn-laden “I Pretend She’s You.” And on “Stop!” which opens the record, they proclaim right from the start, “I hope that you catch syphilis and die alone” before later adding “Christ, I should throw you in front of some runaway train.” AND THE HORSE YOU RODE IN ON . . . , a rollicking, energetic record built on catchy hooks, biting lyrics, and eclectic instrumentation, also features the song “Hope Is Still on Your Side,” which more accurately defines the band’s outlook, having survived tragedy and gotten back into the rock & roll ruckus.

FIRST SATURDAYS: TOMASELLI’S UNIVERSE

Fred Tomaselli, “Echo, Wow, and Flutter,” leaves, pills, photocollage, acrylic, and resin on wood panel, 2000 (Albright-Knox Art Gallery, Buffalo, New York. James G. Forsyth Fund)

Brooklyn Museum
200 Eastern Parkway
Saturday, November 6, free, 5:00 – 11:00 (some events require free tickets distributed at the Visitor Center)
212-864-5400
www.brooklynmuseum.org

The Brooklyn Museum’s free First Saturday program for November focuses on the institution’s current midcareer retrospective of hybrid collage artist Fred Tomaselli, and the Williamsburg-based Tomaselli will be on hand to give a talk at 8:00. The evening also includes a screening of ALICE IN WONDERLAND (Clyde Geronimi, Wilfred Jackson, and Hamilton Luske, 1951), live performances by the Wingdale Community Singers, Laura Cantrell, and the Isle of Klezbos, a book discussion with Rick Moody, a lecture on Tomaselli by psychiatrist Julie Holland, a curator talk by Catherine J. Morris on the exhibit “Seductive Subversion: Women Pop Artists, 1958–1968,” and an electronica dance party hosted by Wolf + Lamb.

AMERICAN MASTERPIECES: MOLISSA FENLEY AND DANCERS

Molissa Fenley turns unusual props into extensions of the human body this week at the Joyce SoHo (photo by Julie Lemberger)

Joyce SoHo
155 Mercer St. between Houston & Prince Sts.
Through November 7, $22
212-242-0800
www.joyce.org
www.molissafenley.com

Molissa Fenley had to know she was asking for trouble when she approached five visual artists and asked each of them to create props for a new performance piece. Presented with some very, um, unusual objects, Fenley and her two collaborators, Katie McGreevy and Cassie Mey, are able to incorporate them into a series of beautiful moves that come together wonderfully in THE PROP DANCES, which runs through November 7 at the Joyce SoHo as part of the American Masterpieces series. The evening gets off to a fascinating start with “Pieces of Land,” in which Jene Highstein supplies white cardboard “gloves” for the dancers—oversized rectangles for Mey, squares for McGreevy, and circles for Fenley—that limit use of their hands; they can’t touch, hold, grab, or lift one another. Wearing black tights and loose-fitting tank tops, the dancers move elegantly to Jason Hoopes’s dissonant percussion-based score, the clunky props seamlessly becoming extensions of their bodies. The evening continues with Merrill Wagner’s “94 Feathers,” in which the dancers trade off flat horizontal metal “planters” pierced with feathers and crouch under a small chicken-wire coop, followed by “Planes in Air,” in which they use Roy Fowler’s cream-colored fans that resemble the large shell in Botticelli’s “Birth of Venus” and evoke erotic fan dances. Fenley performs the solo piece “Mass Balance,” moving with Todd Richmond’s long, narrow wooden pole on a floor lit like a bamboo forest. The finale, “Prop Dance #5,” has the three dancers sharing a pair of ugly plastic tarps and two blocks of white Styrofoam insulation board, supplied by Keith Sonnier and reminiscent of Miranda July’s “Eleven Heavy Things”; the dancers hide under the tarps, place their extremities through the holes, and gracefully slide around the objects. Although it could have been gimmicky, THE PROP DANCES instead feels like an organic work, with Fenley viewing the odd props not as impediments or handicaps but instead as natural parts of her choreography. After a short intermission, the dancers return to revive Fenley’s 1995 piece, REGIONS, a trio of solos that begins with “Chair,” in which the choreographer sits on a somewhat shaky wooden chair, using her arms and legs to shift her body, and continues with “Ocean Walk,” which on opening night featured Mey gliding gorgeously up and down the stage, like a beautiful wave, and “Mesa,” a lovely piece danced by McGreevy on Thursday. (Fenley will perform “Ocean Walk” and “Mesa,” in addition to “Chair,” on November 6.) An After Hours Q&A will take place after the November 5 performance, moderated by choreographer Elizabeth Streb, who recently performed Trisha Brown’s “Man Walking Down the Side of a Building” on the Whitney facade. Fenley will also be choreographing and dancing in Leslie Scalapino’s play FLOW-WINGED CROCODILE on November 16 at Dixon Place.

TWI-NY TICKET GIVEAWAY: DEVIL BOYS FROM BEYOND

Everett Quinton stars in campy throwback spoof at New World Stages

New World Stages
340 West 59th St. between Eighth & Ninth Aves.
Through December 18, $65-$89.50
www.devilboysfrombeyond.com

Longtime star of Charles Ludlam’s Ridiculous Theatrical Company, Everett Quinton is currently acting up a storm in Buddy Thomas and Kenneth Elliott’s campy sci-fi spoof, DEVIL BOYS FROM BEYOND. Quinton plays Florence Wexler, joined by Andy Halliday as Dotty Primrose, Paul Pecorino as Mattie Van Buren, and Chris Dell’Armo as Lucinda Marsh, all caught up in a possible alien invasion in their small 1957 American town. Special kudos go to costume designer Gail Baldoni and wig and hair designer Gerard Kelly, who do a particularly impressive job with the actors who appear in drag. A hit at the 2009 Fringe Festival, DEVIL BOYS FROM BEYOND is enjoying a limited run at New World Stages. Tickets are selling fast, but twi-ny has four pairs to give away for free. Just send your name and daytime phone number to contest@twi-ny.com by Tuesday, November 9, at 12 noon to be eligible. All entrants must be twenty-one years of age or older; four winners will be selected at random.

GUY AND MADELINE ON A PARK BENCH

Jason Palmer and Desiree Garcia star in jazzy black-and-white romance

GUY AND MADELINE ON A PARK BENCH (Damien Chazelle, 2009)
Cinema Village
22 East 12th St. between Fifth Ave. & University Pl.
Opens Friday, November 5
212-924-3363
www.cinemavillage.com
www.guyandmadeline.com

Twenty-three-year-old writer-director Damien Chazelle expanded his senior thesis at Harvard into an unusual black-and-white musical that mixes John Cassavetes’s SHADOWS and FACES with Jacques Demy’s THE UMBRELLAS OF CHERBOURG (and a little French Nouvelle Vague) as seen through the modern lens of mumblecore. An accomplished jazz drummer, Chazelle (who makes a cameo in the film behind the kits) casts real-life jazz trumpeter and first-time actor Jason Palmer as Guy, a jazz trumpeter in a relationship with Madeline (Desiree Garcia), whom he met on a Boston park bench. But when Guy strays following a chance encounter on a train with a stranger named Elena (Sandha Khin) — an electrifying scene filled with heat and passion — Madeline leaves him, instead dreaming of making a new life for herself in New York. But as the two of them go their separate ways, they still imagine what could have been. The film features such actual musicians and dancers as Andre Hayward of the Jazz at Lincoln Center Orchestra, tap-dancer Kelly Kaleta, and teenage saxophone prodigy Grace Kelly. (Look for Chazelle’s father, Benard, as Paul.) Justin Hurwitz wrote the music for five of the original songs, with Chazelle supplying the lyrics. A slow-paced, heartfelt drama, GUY AND MADELINE ON A PARK BENCH has the improvisational feel of a quiet jazz solo, a soft, tender film about love and loss and how fragile meaningful relationships can be.