Rupert Christiansen

Expressive and eloquent: Northern Ballet’s Three Short Ballets reviewed

Plus: a masterpiece at Sadler's Wells

Bruno Serraclara in Rudi van Dantzig’s lushly expressive Four Last Songs for Northern Ballet. Credit: Emily Nuttall 
issue 28 September 2024

Ballet companies have become dismally timid about exploring their 20th-century heritage: everything nowadays must be either box-fresh new or a fairy-tale classic, which seems to me a recipe for an unbalanced diet. So I’m pleased that under the directorship of Federico Bonelli, Northern Ballet is pluckily dusting off neglected treasures of the recent past. Last year brought Hans van Manen’s exquisite Adagio Hammerklavier (1973) back to life; this year, it’s the turn of Rudi van Dantzig’s setting of Strauss’s Four Last Songs (1977), danced to the recording made by Gundula Janowitz and Herbert von Karajan.

A dark angelic figure, hungry for some grim reaping, hovers over four youthful couples in various states of amorous bliss – cavorting through the sunlit uplands, yearning for the Wagnerian infinite. Strauss’s moony and vaporous music offers little emotional variety, but van Dantzig’s lushly expressive choreography subtly builds a mood that darkens and intensifies – it’s not the bland bucolic frolic it initially seems.

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