Saturday, May 2, 2015

Marie Chouinard Jumps The Shark

Now if you are familiar with my blog you know I am a huge fan of the very controversial "body remix-Goldberg variations" from 2008. It's a work that, in places, becomes a bit hard to watch because of its grotesqueness and distorted sexual voyeurism but which is entirely supported by (if not altogether rescued by) Goldberg over the Bach backdrop. I think that with any other music it would have been disastrous and yes, even Stravunsky. Of all things. "Body Remix" makes us uncomfortable like perverts sexualizing the physically challenged and her edge thinking is just amazing here.

I respect Chouinard's rise to her craft and bizarre early-on risks she took with performance including standing on a stage in front of an audience and pissing herself. This girl is fringe man but incomparable. She has been a trailblazer in experimental dance from the outset - but many artists inevitably mail one in. 

I will go so far as to say that with "Les Trous" Chouinard jumps the shark.

Jump The Shark: The point where something which was once good becomes stupid, named after the episode of Happy Days where the Fonz jumps his motorcycle over a shark tank.

Les Trous de ciel - which I am sure though conceived in 1991 was truly choreographed in 2012 - feels contrived. A patchwork quilt. A "Greatest Hits" album. This is McChouinard. "Les Trous" is her Chicken McNugget. 

But everyone gets one pass. One Nutcracker.