Civilisation has never nurtured more than a handful of front-rank choreographers within any one generation, with the undesirable result that the chosen few end up excessively in demand, careering around the globe and overworking, delegating or repeating themselves. Please can someone up there ensure that Pam Tanowitz doesn’t suffer such a fate. This fifty-something American has recently matured as one of the best in field, producing dance of rigorous clarity, austere yet richly nuanced, that makes the work of certain other big names look fuzzily derivative or gimmicky. Just don’t ask too much of her, because she works through fine detail, not a broad brush.
Tanowitz is the real, rare thing: no concept, no plots, no claptrap
An hour-long programme of her creations for the Royal Ballet, presented in the intimate environment of the Linbury Theatre, proved deeply rewarding and absorbing. True, the revival of 2019’s Everyone Keeps Me looked a little under-rehearsed.

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