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INSIGHTS | Our Young Blogger Reviews Ultima Vez

By Kieran Wyatt (Grand Young Blogger)

First performed in 1987 and originally choreographed by Wim Vandekeybus, What the Body Does Not Remember is a striking example of dance, in general. Striking is the word and whether the strike is always welcome, always understandable is arguable. I am not going to lie and say that I enjoyed every second of What the Body Does Not Remember but, there were moments of brilliance and I was never wishing that it would end. At points it’s a hard nut to crack and the long stretches of undeniably well-rehearsed yet undeniably repetitive dance can grate.

There is a lot to be impressed by in Vanderkeybus’ work. What the Body Does Not Remember features four main chunks, as far as I could see, each of which play on different themes but also incorporate the overriding ideas of duality and opposition. Music also plays a large part in bringing the show to life. One of my favourite moments in the performance was near the climax, when the music simply stops and the furiously moving and profusely sweating dancers carry on their shots and twists. It is a strange moment, which could be seen as funny, a moment which highlights the precision of the performers and the ridiculousness of such movements when taken out of the emotion of the music.

Personally, I would have enjoyed more moments which looked more at the form rather than exploring external themes of sex and dominance. Despite this I did enjoy other individual moments which picked at said themes. The segment which focused on a, for want of a better phrase, that stick in the mud pose, was wrenching to watch and totally engaging for the space of time it occupied the stage. The Grand’s stage was a grand and rather large space to showcase the performance and I am very glad that I was able to see such a show in such a theatrical environment.

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