Returning to Big Apple Circus: Desire of Flight.
Six acts are listed on Broadway.Com — not counting animals and clowns -- suggesting a Cirque du Apple in the making. This leaves me a bit skeptical, the reason concerning heavy-handed ballet interludes and operatic music that can soften if not emasculate the potential impact of strong tanbark action. The six:
Desire of Flight, with Melfina Abakarova and Valery Sychev on straps, is justly revered. They first appeared on Big Apple Circus in 2012, and won a Gold Clown at Monte Carlo in 2014. The team offer a killer payoff when they connect only by their ankles. No mechanics here. This is the real thing, and is sure to wow the crowd.
Duo Fusion by Virginia Tuells and husband Ihosvanys Perez, an overly muscular contortion workout, to my jaded eyes (if I never see another contortion act in my life, I won't feel deprived). Which does not mean it won't impress the crowd. American audiences really lap this stuff up. Slow slow slow.
Horizontal juggling by Victor Moiseev, all very mystically staged, with large balls floating through space, away from and back to Victor so smoothy and perfectly as to feel more cinematic than human. The essentially one-theme act turns a tad repetitious. However, depending on how it's staged, this could be another big wow.
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Away from the cerebral, other three acts promise more old fashion action: At the top of the list, a double trapeze by the Tunizianis, which I hope means two simultaneous triples up there, like they did for Ringling on its way out of this world. Now, that's a major thrill. Ammed will still be turning or attempting the quad. Promo claims the feat has been "only successfully landed by ten people in the world." This would be like claiming the Unus' one finger stand to have been accomplished by only ten others. Duh? Who is in charge of ballyhoo on this show???
Free-standing ladder balancing by the Emil Faltyny. It’s a good enough act, but I'd far rather see the kid Wesley Williams, who offers more and with such youthful gusto -- an element I don't feel much of in this program. Remember GUSTO?
What does promise to humor the house are the Spicy Circus gals, who cavort playfully from a trampoline, bouncing up and onto and off walls. It's ladies day this year at Big Apple, with the distaff side being played up in press releases.
Of course, offerings from the clowns -- Mark Gindick and Adam Kuchler -- and from the Vidbel dogs may bring sufficient levity to the intensely introspective moments. Returning to direct is Mark Lonergan; to lead the music, Rob Slowick. New to the ringmaster's whistle will be Stephanie Monseu.
Yes, I am, you realize I trust, speculating.
On balance or off, I'd venture to guess they have a potentially more entertaining program ambitiously in the works. But they need to hold back on the artsy asides and operatic music that may come with these brooding Russians. How I'd love hearing Ravel's Bolero* during The Desire of Flight. Last time I heard that at a circus, Clyde Beatty was pacing the big cats through their routines over sawdust -- not exactly on pointe.
* I have an even better number, just heard on our jazz station here: the moody Poinsettia. Anything to give the weeping violins a rest.
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