CRACKz is a tough one to write about. My immediate response to watching the show was one of awe. Bruno Beltrao promises to reinvent street dance and he delivers. Motifs that can only be described as wonderfully weird emanate from the work and the company cannot be faulted in their ability. However, CRACKz is one of those works about which your thoughts towards it change a day or two later. Given time to think, flaws in the piece begin to materialise and coincide with the innovative choreography Beltrao – and his Brazilian company Grupo de Rua – presents. Dancers selected random actions from the internet, which they copied and developed to create the piece, and it is this stimulus which establishes Beltrao's unique and remarkable movement vocabulary, but also what causes imperfections in the piece.
The distinctive movement arrives in the form of travelling sequences. The company travel with a rapidity that implies that they have been shot out of a cannon. Transferring weight between their feet and a hand, dancers move in peculiar half formed cartwheels, and scatter through the space like nocturnal creatures suddenly exposed to light. Similarly, the company hurtle through the space with an arm outstretched while they hold up the other at a right angle. Their sheer speed and agility likens the movement to the helicopter seeds that fall from maple trees mimicking the swift whirl of helicopter blades. The movement borders on the extraordinary, however there is something that is incredibly natural and organic residing within CRACKz.
Apart from a small cage of light that illuminates the second section with warm hues of orange and pink, CRACKz is free from any elaborate components that could embellish the piece. Costume is rudimentary and the stage is bare without the use of props or elaborate set. The Sadler’s Wells stage is utilised in a way that I have never seen it used before. The wings and backdrop have been removed, making the space much bigger than usual. This also means that when members of Grupo de Rua are not dancing, they congregate visibly at the sides of the stage. With the simple lighting during the first section, this brings an informal quality to the piece, and makes it seem like a rehearsal as opposed to a performance. However, once the lighting develops in the second half, accompanied by a costume change, the work delves into darker territory.
Although the influence of the piece derives from the company copying twenty-eight video clips from the internet, the second section appears to have a different stimulus. As the stage darkens, so does the atmosphere. A reoccurring motif hints to the favelas of Brazil – a place that both Beltrao and the company identify with – as the dancers hold their arms up to resemble holding a shot gun. A menacing demeanour transpires from the dancers and the choreography and reflects the stigma surrounding Brazil’s infamous favelas. In comparison to the first section, a hostility pervades this portion of the performance, while a gentler aesthetic is still present elsewhere.