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ALSO STARRING HARRY DEAN STANTON

Repo Man

Harry Dean Stanton makes a breakthrough as Bud in Alex Cox’s 2984 cult classic, Repo Man

REPO MAN (Alex Cox, 1984)
Quad Cinema
34 West 13th St. between Fifth & Sixth Aves.
Friday, September 22, 7:00, Friday, September 29, 5:00, Sunday, October 1, 5:30
Series runs September 22 – October 5
quadcinema.com

The Quad’s twenty-four-film series “Also Starring Harry Dean Stanton” was meant to be a celebration of the beloved character’s actor long career in conjunction with the September 29 release of Lucky, in which he has a rare starring role. But the Kentucky-born actor, singer, and musician passed away on September 15 at the age of ninety-one, so the festival instead becomes a memorial tribute to the man who appeared in more than 130 films. One of his absolute best is Alex Cox’s Repo Man, the 1984 cult classic about car repossessors and alien technology and one of the most quotable movies ever made. Stanton is Bud, one of four repo men named after beers, along with Tracey Walter as Miller, Sy Richardson as Lite, and Tom Finnegan as Oly (Olympia). Bud recruits young punk Otto (Emilio Estevez) to become a repo man, explaining to him, “The life of a repo man is always intense.” Soon all of LA’s repo men, including the group’s main competitors, the Rodriguez brothers (Del Zamora and Eddie Velez), are after a mysterious 1964 Chevy Malibu being driven by the conspiracy-spouting scientist Fox Harris (J. Frank Parnell, who could not drive), which has a deadly glowing object in the trunk (a nod to Robert Aldrich’s 1955 Mickey Spillane sci-fi picture, Kiss Me Deadly.) Otto hooks up with UFO hunter Leila (Olivia Barash), who works at the United Fruitcake Outlet; keeps bumping into former cohorts Duke (Dick Rude), Debbi (Jennifer Balgobin), and Archie (Miguel Sandoval), a trio of vandals who do things like “Let’s go get sushi . . . and not pay!”; and has to get a job in the first place because his parents (Sharon Gregg and Jonathan Hugger) have donated all their money to a TV preacher (Bruce White). The eclectic cast also includes Vonetta McGee as Marlene, the office manager, Susan Barnes as Leila’s boss, Agent Rogersz, Richard Foronjy as knitting security guard Plettschner, and a 1964 Ford Falcon, a 1973 Impala, a 1978 Cutlass Salon Couple, a 1971 AMC Matador, and two 1964 Chevy Malibus, as one was actually stolen during the making of the movie.

Repo Man

Bud (Harry Dean Stanton) explains to Otto (Emilio Estevez) that the life of a repo man is intense in Repo Man

As crazy and bizarre as the film is, a remarkable amount of it is inspired by reality. Writer-director Cox rode around with a friend who was a repo man, so several stories are based on fact; the generic labels for food and drink were already in use by Ralphs supermarket; and even the classic John Wayne tale was told to Cox by someone who claimed it was true. The soundtrack is so amazing — featuring songs by Iggy Pop, Black Flag, the Plugz, Fear, and the Circle Jerks, who appear in the film and later added Zander Schloss, who plays Otto’s nerdy supermarket coworker, to their lineup — that it saved the film, which was pulled from distribution a week after it was released but was brought back after the soundtrack became a hit. Cinematographer Robby Müller, who went on to shoot such films as To Live and Die in L.A. and Barfly and to work with Jim Jarmusch and Lars von Trier, adds a comic-book-like gauze to the proceedings. The film is also filled with words to live by, philosophical meanderings that are hysterical and, sometimes, very true. “The more you drive, the less intelligent you are,” Miller opines. “Only an asshole gets killed for a car,” Bud says. “No one is innocent,” Agent Rogersz tells Olivia. And, perhaps most prophetically, Bud declares “I’d rather die on my feet than live on my knees,” borrowing a line from Emiliano Zapata. It all comes together in a surfeit of ways, culminating in Miller’s brilliant monologue that begins, “A lot of people don’t realize what’s really going on. They view life as a bunch of unconnected incidents and things. They don’t realize that there’s this, like, lattice of coincidence that lays on top of everything.” You’ll never look at a plate of shrimp the same way again. Cox has said that Stanton was a bit of a diva on the set, but given the results, who cares. Again, in the words of that grand philosopher, Miller, “It’s all part of a cosmic unconsciousness.” Repo Man is screening at the Quad on September 22 at 7:00, September 29 at 5:00, and October 1 at 5:30. The series continues through October 5 with such other Stanton vehicles as Alien, Escape from New York, The Last Temptation of Christ, Dillinger, The Straight Story, and Wild at Heart.

PARIS, TEXAS

Harry Dean Stanton gives a staggering performance as a lost soul in Paris, Texas

PARIS, TEXAS (Wim Wenders, 1984)
Quad Cinema
34 West 13th St. between Fifth & Sixth Aves.
Friday, September 22, 9:00, and Sunday, September 24, 1:00
Series runs September 22 – October 5
quadcinema.com

Winner of both the Palme d’Or and the Critics Prize at the 1984 Cannes Film Festival, Wim Wenders’s Paris, Texas is a stirring and provocative road movie about the dissolution of the American family and the death of the American dream. Written by Sam Shepard and adapted by L. M. Kit Carson, the two-and-a-half-hour film opens with a haggard man (Harry Dean Stanton) wandering through a vast, deserted landscape. A close-up of him in his red hat, seen against blue skies and white clouds, evokes the American flag. (Later shots show him looking up at a flag flapping in the breeze, as well as a graffiti depiction of the Statue of Liberty.) After he collapses in a bar in the middle of nowhere, he is soon discovered to be Travis Henderson, a husband and father who has been missing for four years. His brother, Walt (Dean Stockwell), a successful L.A. billboard designer, comes to take him home, but Travis, remaining silent, keeps walking away. He eventually reveals that he is trying to get to Paris, Texas, where he has purchased a plot of land in the desert, but he avoids discussing his past and why he walked out on his wife, Jane (Nastassja Kinski), and son, Hunter (Hunter Carson, the son of L. M. Kit Carson and Karen Black), who is being raised by Walt and his wife, Anne (Aurore Clément). An odd man who is afraid of flying, has a penchant for arranging shoes, and falls asleep at key moments, Travis sets out with Hunter to find Jane and make something out of his lost life.

PARIS, TEXAS

Travis (Harry Dean Stanton) and Hunter (Hunter Carson) bond while searching for Jane in Wim Wenders road movie

Longtime character actor Stanton (Repo Man, Wise Blood) is brilliant as Travis, his long, craggy face and sad, puppy-dog eyes conveying his troubled soul and buried emotions, his slow, careful gait awash in loneliness and desperation. The scenes between Travis and Jane are a master class in acting and storytelling; Stanton and Kinski (Tess, Cat People) will break your heart over and over again as they face the hardest of truths. Wenders and regular cinematographer Robby Müller use a one-way mirror to absolutely stunning effect in these scenes about what is hidden and what is revealed in a relationship. Wenders had previously made the Road Movie Trilogy of Alice in the Cities, The Wrong Move, and Kings of the Road, which also dealt with difficult family issues, but Paris, Texas takes things to another level. Ry Cooder’s gorgeous slide-guitar soundtrack is like a requiem for the American dream, now a wasteland of emptiness. (Cooder would later make Buena Vista Social Club with Wenders. Another interesting connection is that Wenders’s assistant director was Allison Anders, who would go on to write and direct the indie hit Gas Food Lodging.) A uniquely told family drama, Paris, Texas is rich with deft touches and subtle details, all encapsulated in the final shot. (Don’t miss what it says on that highway billboard.) Paris, Texas is screening at the Quad on September 22 at 9:00 and September 24 at 1:00 as part of “Also Starring Harry Dean Stanton,” which continues through October 5 with such other Stanton films as The Missouri Breaks, Rafferty and the Gold Dust Twins, Death Watch, Christine, and Pretty in Pink.

Warren Oates in COCKFIGHTER

Warren Oates tries to get his life back on track in Monte Hellman’s Cockfighter

COCKFIGHTER (Monte Hellman, 1974)
Quad Cinema
34 West 13th St. between Fifth & Sixth Aves.
Sunday, September 24, 5:45, and Saturday, September 30, 3:10
Series runs September 22 – October 5
quadcinema.com

Director Monte Hellman and star Warren Oates enter “the mystic realm of the great cock” in the 1974 cult film Cockfighter. Alternately known as Born to Kill and Gamblin’ Man, the film is set in the world of cockfighting, where Frank Mansfield (Oates) is trying to capture the Cockfighter of the Year award following a devastating loss that cost him his money, car, trailer, girlfriend, and voice — he took a vow of silence until he wins the coveted medal. Mansfield communicates with others via his own made-up sign language and by writing on a small pad; in addition, he delivers brief internal monologues in occasional voiceovers. He teams up with moneyman Omar Baradansky (Richard B. Shull) as he attempts to regain his footing in the illegal cockfighting world, taking on such challengers as Junior (Steve Railsback), Tom (Ed Begley Jr.), and archnemesis Jack Burke (Harry Dean Stanton); his drive for success is also fueled by his desire to finally marry his much-put-upon fiancée, Mary Elizabeth (Patricia Pearcy). The cast also includes Laurie Bird as Mansfield’s old girlfriend, Troy Donahue as his brother, Millie Perkins as his sister-in-law, Warren Finnerty as Sanders, Allman Brothers guitarist Dickey Betts as a masked robber, and Charles Willeford, who wrote the screenplay based on his novel, as Ed Middleton.

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Shot in a mere four weeks, Cockfighter is not a very easy movie to watch. The cockfighting scenes are real, filmed in a documentary style by master cinematographer Néstor Almendros, who had previously worked with Eric Rohmer and François Truffaut and would go on to lens such films as Days of Heaven, Kramer vs. Kramer, Sophie’s Choice, and The Blue Lagoon. However, Almendros was hampered by a less-than-stellar staff and a low budget courtesy of producer Roger Corman, who wanted more blood and sex and did not allow Hellman (Two-Lane Blacktop, The Shooting) to rewrite the script the way he wanted to. Corman even had coeditor Lewis Teague (Cujo, The Jewel of the Nile) film some additional scenes to increase the lurid factor. (Hellman, who was inspired by A Place in the Sun and Shoot the Piano Player, has noted that the versions that are not called Cockfighter are not his director’s cut.) Even the music, by jazz singer-songwriter Michael Franks, feels out of place. But the film ultimately works because of Oates’s scorching performance as Frank, another in a long line of luckless, lovable losers that would fill his resume (Bring Me the Head of Alfredo Garcia, Race with the Devil, The Wild Bunch). Oates ambles from scene to scene with an infectious relish; you can’t wait to see what Frank will do next, and how Oates will play it. Hellman also doesn’t glorify the “sport” of cockfighting but instead presents it as pretty much what it is, a vile and despicable business populated by low-grade chumps. Cockfighter is screening at the Quad on September 24 at 5:45 and September 30 at 3:10 as part of “Also Starring Harry Dean Stanton,” which continues through October 5 with such other Stanton films as Rancho Deluxe, The Rose, Wise Blood, UFOria, Twister, and Stars and Bars.

BOBBI JENE

Ohad Naharin and Bobbi Jene Smith

Bobbi Jene Smith tells Batsheva Dance Company founder and former lover Ohad Naharin that she’s going out on her own in raw, emotionally intimate documentary

BOBBI JENE (Elvira Lind, 2017)
Quad Cinema
34 West 13th St. between Fifth & Sixth Aves.
Opens Friday, September 22
212-255-2243
www.quadcinema.com
astudyoneffort.com

If you didn’t know any better, you might think that Elvia Lund’s extraordinary Bobbi Jene was a fiction film. Danish director and cinematographer Lund, editor Adam Nielsen, and composer Uno Helmersson have employed narrative story techniques in crafting a bold and intimate tale about fear and desire, romance and ambition. But Bobbi Jene is actually a deeply personal documentary about a woman turning thirty and taking stock of her life. “I want to get to that place where I have no strength to hide anything,” Iowa native Bobbi Jene Smith says, and that is evident from the brief opening scene of Bobbi dancing naked and alone. When she was twenty-one, Bobbi moved to Israel to become a member of the world-renowned Batsheva Dance Company, led by choreographer Ohad Naharin, developer of the unique Gaga movement language. (I’ve seen her dance several times with Batsheva and have been touched and impressed by her abilities.) Now that she’s nearly thirty, Bobbi has decided to go back to America and create pieces herself, which she tells Naharin, with whom she had a relationship. “I love being in the company. I love dancing for you,” she says during their talk at a busy café. “I just feel it’s time for me to go make my own work.” Naharin carefully responds, “So it’s painful, but it’s probably also what you need.” Bobbi is not only leaving the troupe but her boyfriend, twenty-year-old company dancer Or Schraiber, who loves her but does not want to leave Tel Aviv. We see her struggling with her decision, trying to convince herself that she can both make a career in the States while also maintaining a long-distance relationship with Or. Once back in America, Bobbi concentrates on her durational solo piece A Study on Effort, a raw, intense work that combines power with vulnerability as she explores pleasure and pain. As she prepares to perform the piece at the Israeli Museum in Jerusalem, all the different parts of her life threaten to overwhelm her.

Bobbi Jene Smith

Bobbi Jene Smith displays her talent and vulnerability in Elvira Lind’s powerful, moving film

“The film is a dance,” Bobbi says in the press notes, and it’s an exquisite one. Lind, whose previous documentary feature was 2014’s Songs for Alexis, about a pair of teenage lovers, moves her camera like she is photographing an epic performance. The two met through mutual friends, and Lind instantly wanted to make a documentary about Bobbi, “an uncompromising female artist who was not afraid to push boundaries,” as she describes in her director’s note. And there are indeed no boundaries as Lind, who recently gave birth to a child with boyfriend Oscar Isaac (Inside Llewyn Davis, Ex Machina), who plays guitar on one song on the soundtrack, goes beyond being a mere fly on the wall and Bobbi holds nothing back, never flinching away from the camera. Nor does her mother, her friends and colleagues, and Or, who doesn’t seem to know or care that Lind is always right there, even when he flashes his genitals over FaceTime. Bobbi Jene is about not only one woman’s drive to establish her own creativity and identity but also the freedom to be true to who you are and what you desire. You’ll get deeply involved in Bobbi’s situation, but you’ll also take a good look at yourself and wonder about your own sense of commitment to life. The first film at Tribeca to win Best Documentary Feature, Best Cinematography in a Documentary Feature, and Best Editing in a Documentary Feature, Bobbi Jene opens at the Quad on September 22, with Lind and Smith participating in Q&As following the 6:45 shows on September 22 and 23 and after the 2:25 screenings on September 23 and 24 (Smith only) in addition to introducing the 9:00 show together on September 22.

WORLD MAKER FAIRE NEW YORK 2017

Sam Bloch will demonstrate how makers can respond to the refugee crisis at annual fair

Sam Bloch will demonstrate how makers can respond to the refugee crisis at annual fair

New York Hall of Science
47-01 111th St., Flushing Meadows Corona Park
September 23-24, $25-$50 per day, weekend pass $65-$80, 10:00 am – 6:00 pm
718-699-0005
makerfaire.com/new-york

Let your inner — or outer — nerd shine at the eighth annual World Maker Faire New York, a two-day celebration of the playful side of creators on the cutting edge of technological innovation. Held at the New York Hall of Science in Flushing Meadows Corona Park, the festivities includes lectures, demonstrations, games, workshops, and lots of other activities that support World Maker Faire’s declaration of being the “Greatest Show & Tell on Earth.” In addition to the below select events (some of which happen on both days), there are aerial drone fights, go-cart power racing, moat boat paddle battles, dragons and robots, tons of cool booths, and lots of food trucks as well as the much-loved paella stand.

Saturday, September 23
Mario the Maker Magician, with Mario Marchese, Coke Zero & Mentos stage, 11:00 am

Making a Connection: a Response to the Refugee Crisis, with Sam Bloch, NYSCI Auditorium Center Stage, 11:30

How to Make Props and Costumes with Iron Horse Cinema, NYSCI Auditorium Center Stage, 12 noon

So Lit NYC, with Chance Dickerson and Bernard Hankins, MAKE: Education stage, 1:15

LEGO Boost, with Tim Kirchmann, Marvin Castillo, and Jonathan Juan, MAKE: Show & Tell, 1:30

Making on YouTube, with Bob Clagett, Becky Stern, John Edgar Park, Angus Deveson, and Joel, moderated by Caleb Kraft, NYSCI Auditorium Center Stage, 2:00

How to Build a Better Brain, with Dr. Wendy Suzuki, NYSCI Auditorium Center Stage, 3:45

Coke Zero & Mentos Fountains, with Stephen Voltz and Fritz Grobe, Coke Zero & Mentos, 5:30

Sunday, September 24
The Time Machine, with Fred Kahl, the Great Fredini, NYSCI Auditorium Center Stage, 11:00 am

Thomas Piper of the Peoples Republic of Sound, Coke Zero & Mentos, 11:45

Allie Weber Kid Inventor aka “Robot Maker Girl,” MAKE: Electronic stage, 1:00

Deep Dive! Exploring the Ocean with Nautilus Live, with Samantha Wishnak, NYSCI Auditorium Center Stage, 1:30

Power of the Plant with Stephen Ritz, NYSCI Auditorium Center Stage, 2:00

Body Talk with Anouk Wipprecht and Tiffany Trenda, NYSCI Auditorium Center Stage, 2:30

What Does it Mean to be a Curious Girl?, with Samantha Razook, MAKE: Show & Tell, 3:00

Coke Zero & Mentos Fountains, with Stephen Voltz and Fritz Grobe, Coke Zero & Mentos, 5:30

ANISH KAPOOR: DESCENSION

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Anish Kapoor’s “Descension” will continue swirling in Brooklyn Bridge Park through October 1 (photo by twi-ny/mdr)

Pier 1, Bridge View Lawn, Brooklyn Bridge Park
Daily through October 1, free, 9:00 am – 8:00 pm
www.brooklynbridgepark.org
www.publicartfund.org
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Mumbai-born, London-based artist Anish Kapoor has been creating crowd-pleasing works that alter the perception of viewers’ surrounding space for more than three decades. Such interactive large-scale pieces as Chicago’s “Cloud Gate,” affectionately known as the Bean, and New York City’s “Sky Mirror” draw people into their own reflections with shiny, highly polished colored surfaces, just as his smaller convex and concave sculptures provide warped views of reality, luring us in with mystery and awe. In addition, Kapoor questions the physicality of public spaces, as he did in his 2010 “Memory” exhibition at the Guggenheim, which included a giant bullet-shaped object that blocked one of the gallery entrances in addition to a dark rectangle that might or might not have been a way into the wall and beyond. Many of the ideas behind those works are evident in his latest intervention, “Descension,” a whirlpool twenty-six feet in diameter on view in Brooklyn Bridge Park’s Pier 1 through October 1. Near the center of the water is a beautiful but threatening swirling vortex that has taken on greater meaning in the aftermath of Hurricanes Harvey and Irma. But Kapoor, who calls it “a sculpture that’s not a sculpture,” places a fence around the water, preventing visitors from getting close enough to fall in or take pictures of themselves reflected in the pool, the way they do with most of his other works.

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A railing protects viewers from getting completely sucked into Anish Kapoor’s “Descension” (photo by twi-ny/mdr)

“We live in a time when the symbolic object in public space is no longer relevant. We don’t have a triumphant arch or the great hero on the horse or whatever else it is,” Kapoor said in a promotional video about the project, referring to monuments prior to the current raging debate over reevaluating certain honorary statues. “We’ve got to reinvent this thing. What we do have is the earth and the sky. So how does a work sit in that space, hold its scale, and not just become a decorative edifice.” The piece creates an inviting, ever-changing communal area for people to just relax and marvel at the wonders of the planet. “Anish Kapoor reminds us of the contingency of appearances: Our senses inevitably deceive us,” Public Art Fund director and chief curator Nicholas Baume explained in a statement. “With ‘Descension,’ he creates an active object that resonates with changes in our understanding and experience of the world. In this way, Kapoor is interested in what we don’t know rather than in what we do, understanding that the limit of perception is also the threshold of human imagination.” Kapoor might not always be a favorite in the art world itself, at least not since his exclusive acquisition of the rights to the “blackest black,” but he knows how to satisfy his audience, and he has done so again with “Descension.”

CROSSING THE LINE — ANNIE DORSEN: THE GREAT OUTDOORS

The Great Outdoors

Annie Dorsen transforms FIAF’s Florence Gould Hall into a planetarium in The Great Outdoors

French Institute Alliance Française
Florence Gould Hall, 55 East 59th St. between Madison & Park Aves.
September 21-23, $35
Festival continues through October 15
212-355-6160
crossingthelinefestival.org
www.fiaf.org

Obie-winning, New York–based algorithmic performance artist Annie Dorsen often uses appropriated text in her pieces, drawing meaning out of an endless supply of information, logic, and language, and she’ll be doing so yet again in her latest work, The Great Outdoors, part of FIAF’s 2017 Crossing the Line Festival. She’s asked audiences to take the mic and recite snippets of famous and not-so-famous speeches in Spokaoke (CTL 2013), had actors use Shakespeare’s Hamlet as data in A Piece of Work (BAM Next Wave Festival 2013), and in Magical (Coil 2013) repurposed words and movement by Martha Rosler, Yoko Ono, Marina Abramović, and Carolee Schneeman, with the help of choreographer Anne Juren. In The Great Outdoors, Dorsen, who also cocreated and directed Passing Strange, transforms FIAF’s Florence Gould Hall into an inflatable planetarium, where every star is like a human being currently online, a countless number of seemingly anonymous blips seeking and supplying content and making connections, primarily commenting on reddit. Of course, the title is more than ironic, as so many people experience the great outdoors from the comfort of their computers at home. Kaija Matiss will read text taken live off the internet by programmers Marcel Schwittlick and Miles Thompson; Sébastien Roux does the sound and music, while the video programming is by Ryan Holsopple, who designed the starshow with Dorsen. Dorsen has been building a rather impressive resume; her collaborators have also included DD Dorviller (Pièce Sans Paroles), Questlove (Shuffle Culture), Stew (Passing Strange), Laura Kaplan and Jessye Norman (Ask Your Mama), and ETHEL (Truckstop). The Great Outdoors runs September 21-23; CTL continues through October 15 with such other presentations as Faustin Linyekula / Studios Kabako’s In Search of Dinozord, Nora Chipaumire’s #PUNK, and Alessandro Sciarroni’s UNTITLED_I will be there when you die.

OFF-BROADWAY WEEK 2017

Hester Smith (Christine Lahti) cries out at her continuing misfortune in Signature revival of Suzan-Lori Parks play (photo © 2017 Joan Marcus)

Christine Lahti can’t believe you can get two-for-one tickets to see her in Suzan-Lori Parks’s scintillating Fucking A at the Signature for Off-Broadway Week (photo © 2017 Joan Marcus)

September 25 – October 8
Tickets 2-for-1 with code OBWF2017
www.nycgo.com

Broadway Week just concluded, offering tickets to most Broadway shows available for half price, and now it’s time for Off-Broadway Week to get in on the two-for-one deals as the fall season begins. Three dozen plays and musicals are participating, from the tried and true to the new and untested, with several highly anticipated works by major playwrights. We highly recommend both of Suzan-Lori Parks’s Red Letter Plays at the Signature, In the Blood and Fucking A, which take off from Nathaniel Hawthorne’s The Scarlet Letter, as well as Simon Stephens’s exquisite On the Shore of the Wide World at the Atlantic. There are such old mainstays as Stomp, Blue Man Group, Perfect Crime, Avenue Q, and Gazillion Bubble Show as well as such newcomers as A Clockwork Orange at New World Stages, MCC’s Charm at the Lucille Lortel, Brian Friel’s The Home Place at the Irish Rep, Anna Ziegler’s The Last Match at the Roundabout, Amy Herzog’s Mary Jane at New York Theatre Workshop, and Torch Song at Second Stage with Michael Urie.

TANZTHEATER WUPPERTAL PINA BAUSCH: CAFÉ MÜLLER / THE RITE OF SPRING

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Helena Pikon evokes Pina Bausch herself as Nazareth Panadero searches for love in Café Müller (photo by Stephanie Berger)

NEXT WAVE FESTIVAL
BAM Howard Gilman Opera House
Peter Jay Sharp Building
230 Lafayette Ave.
September 14-24
718-636-4100
www.bam.org
www.pina-bausch.de/en

Tanztheater Wuppertal Pina Bausch goes back to the very beginning of its long relationship with BAM in its latest Next Wave Festival presentation, a double bill consisting of 1978’s Café Müller and 1975’s The Rite of Spring. The extraordinary works were first shown at BAM in the company’s Brooklyn debut in 1984 (with Bluebeard and 1980) and caused an immediate sensation. The evening opens with Café Müller, an autobiographical piece inspired by Bausch’s memories of the restaurant her parents owned in Germany. Rolf Bozik’s set is cluttered with wooden chairs and small tables, with a pair of large doors on either side and a rear exit leading outside. When Helena Pikon, in a long, off-white slip, her eyes closed, enters the space, it immediately brings to mind Bausch herself, who danced the role for nearly thirty years until shortly before her death in 2009 at the age of sixty-eight; from a distance, Pikon’s build and looks resemble Bausch’s, as if the legendary choreographer’s ghost is haunting the Howard Gilman Opera House. (Pikon alternates in the role with the much younger Breanna O’Mara, the first woman to dance the part who has never met Bausch.) Pikon moves ever-so-slowly, elegantly, as she leans against an unstable wall and lies on the floor. Another woman with eyes closed (Azusa Seyama) then rushes in as a man in a suit and wearing shoes furiously attempts to clear her path, tossing chairs and tables aside so she doesn’t bump into anything. Soon another barefoot man in a suit leads her to another man (Scott Jennings) with whom she forms a volatile relationship. Meanwhile, Nazareth Panadero, in heels and a red wig, meanders through the space, unable to find love. (Various roles are alternated nightly by Scott Jennings / Jonathan Frederickson, Panadero / Blanca Noguerol Ramírez, Michael Strecker / Michael Carter, and Seyama / Ophelia Young, along with Pau Aran Gimeno.) Set to emotive songs by Henry Purcell from The Fairy Queen and Dido and Aeneas, Café Müller is a beautiful lament, featuring repetition that often goes from lovely to frustrating to intoxicating. The magic continues through the intermission, as the audience can watch the stage crew transform the setting from the café to a rectangular mound of dirt for The Rite of Spring, earning its own well-deserved round of applause when they are finished.

(photo by Stephanie Berger)

Pina Bausch’s The Rite of Spring dazzles with thirty-two dancers performing on a dirt-covered stage (photo by Stephanie Berger)

Set to Igor Stravinsky’s classic score, Bausch’s The Rite of Spring is a force all its own, one of the most thrilling, heart-wrenching dances you’re ever likely to see. Sixteen bare-chested men in black pants and sixteen women in cream-colored dresses battle it out in groups that move in remarkable unison, at times intermingling, as a red dress, representing first sex, then death, is passed around, left in the middle of the floor by itself, and ultimately worn by Tsai-Chin Yu, who is pursued by Julian Stierle. The music soars as the company gets sweaty, the dirt sticking to their body and costumes, revealing the raw physicality of interaction. (The set and costumes are again by Borzik, Bausch’s partner from 1970 until his death ten years later at the age of thirty-five.) As in Café Müller, there is no talking; many of Bausch’s works feature spoken word, often for humor. But there’s no time for that in The Rite of Spring as the men take over one corner, the women another, then they circle each other, break off into couples, and focus on Yu, who performs a spectacular, convulsive solo of brutally intense emotion. The piece is like Jerome Robbins gone wild; the general setup might be traditional, at least for Bausch, the master of dance theater, but the movement is dazzling, a nonstop fury of arms and legs and bodies thrashing about and joining together. “There are situations, of course, that leave you utterly speechless,” Bausch once said. “All you can do is hint at things. Words, too, can’t do more than just evoke things. That’s where dance comes in.” Café Müller and The Rite of Spring helped establish her reputation, in Brooklyn and around the world, leaving fans and critics virtually speechless at her performances, save for the endless accolades afterward. Several decades later, and eight years after her passing, these works continue to expand her vast legacy.