It’s always a thrill to attend the opening night of Pacific Northwest Ballet’s annual month of The Nutcracker performances, which happened at McCaw Hall Friday November 29th. Throngs of audience-goers with little girls in frills and mini tutus, magicians and booths with Nutcracker backdrops for family photos add to the festive, anticipatory spirit, even before the doors open to the auditorium itself.
As always, the production has been worked on for several months. Many of the company have danced in Nutcracker before but there are so many different roles for them to learn, they could encounter several new ones each year. The major effort in the preceding months, however, is that of teaching the students from the PNB school who take part, 140 this year, a large number of those being young children in rotating casts.
Some of the pleasure comes from seeing the sets and imaginative, colorful costumes designed by children’s book author Ian Falconer. The scene is set with a short video of flying through a snowy northeastern US to a mansion where the doors are pushed open by mice.
Despite many small, lively activities around the Christmas tree, the opening party scene is largely acting and can seem overlong. There is only a short segment of dance, when Herr Drosselmeyer (William Lin-Yee) opens his gift boxes and out come the clockwork performing dolls.
It’s the next scene, when Clara sleeps on a settee with her new Nutcracker and her dreams take wing, that it’s time to sit up and take note of Falconer’s magnificent mice with their huge heads and bulbous bodies scurrying across the floor as the tree grows enormous, and toy soldiers emerge in formation to fight. The exciting battle scene with the small soldiers and the menacing mice culminates as the Nutcracker (Owen Odegard), now grown and no longer a doll, fights and slays the seven-headed mouse king (Dylan Wald). It’s impossible to think of it without hearing the music in your ear.
But now the walls fall away and snowflakes dance in the forest as snow falls lightly. PNB’s dancers are light on their feet, their blue-white tiered tutus with petals on top floating gently around them as they perform with precision in Balanchine’s formations, effortlessly creating snowy patterns. The Nutcracker, dropping his disguise and now a young prince in rose-colored knee britches, walks hand in hand with Clara through the forest below a huge gold star, heading towards The Land of Sweets.