Artist: Parson’s
Dance Company
Genera: Theater
Background:
Having delighted audiences around the globe with their high-energy
works packed with wit, exuberance and a sense of pure entertainment,
The Parsons Dance Company is one of the hottest tickets in
contemporary American dance.
The season's newest work, Pass the Oil, Please, also operates
in a single gear. Two real-live masseuses poke and knead and
pull at two rag doll-limp dancers. It's one of those duet-duels
executed on the beat to what the program terms "Bachelor
Pad Music" ("I'm in the Mood for Love" and
the like). There are many cheap gags--loud neck-cracking sounds,
for instance, and I'll 1et you imagine the rest. A little
sophomoric maybe, but, hey, people laughed.
Parsons has translated many of his personal gifts directly
to his dancers, if not his dances. They are an able, pleasing
bunch, with Patricia Kenny a particular standout. They tear
after the choreography with hungry vigor, giving it everything
they've got. But that's just not enough.
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