A lot can be said about a performance before it’s even begun, and the atmosphere at The Roundhouse preceding the BalletBoyz performance speaks volumes. A swarm of eager audience members queue on the stairway, eagerly waiting for the doors to open. Once in, a hubbub of excited murmurs fill the theatre on the opening night. There’s a grandeur that pervades the space. Perhaps it’s the extravagant beams that stretch across the domed ceiling giving off a feeling of splendour. Maybe it’s the scattering of small dining tables and golden chairs that litter the floor in front of the stage. Whatever it is, it was a clue as to what was to come once the show began.
Two of the three works that BalletBoyz presents incorporate video footage of past rehearsals and accounts from the choreographers - an effective choice as it gives a greater understanding of the piece to follow, and it immediately initiates a connection to the dancers and the piece as you view it in its pre-performance state. Liam Scarlett, choreographer of the opening piece Serpent, touches on the intention for his work. Although theTalent is a company of ten physically muscular men, Scarlett wanted to “focus on the subtlety” of their movement. The men perform Serpent with a delicacy that contradicts their strong stature, and at times a fluidity that blends each individual movement into a vision of beauty. The absence of women doesn’t hinder the company even though many of the duets adopt a soft, feminine quality. However, some of the material is slightly unfulfilling as, occasionally, the repertoire doesn’t illuminate the ability that the company owns. And with a score by Max Richter, whose music is rich with strings, intensity and emotion, the accompaniment occasionally overshadows the performance.
As the triple bill progresses, you begin to realise that theTalent’s style is incredibly distinctive. Naturally, their bodies ooze a silk-like quality making all that emanates from them graceful. The silken texture that inhabits Serpent appears in Russell Maliphant’s Fallen, but instead of the continuous surge of sinuous movement, sharpness punctures it. It’s striking. If the stage floor was water, then theTalent wouldn’t make a single ripple. But when needed, they spike the flow with abrupt movement. The contrast produces a sweet and sour mix of solos, contact work and lifts – all things that theTalent excel in ordinarily. But Maliphant amplifies the collective to an even higher degree.