with Bea Fernández, Raquel Rodríguez and Javier Vaquero
I tried to make the most from my visit to Las Palmas. So I asked in the tourist information what’s on. This show was on and it was marked “danza”, so I thought, why not to watch some dance on Friday night.
It was not quite what I expected. Well I didn’t quite know what to expect. Maybe... dance? Not just any old dance, mind you. Interesting choreography? Perhaps young beautiful fit bodies (as opposed to flabby or ageing)? You see, ladies and gentlemen, I am hard to please.
To be fair, there was some dance. But it was not even mainly dance. There were some songs, cabaret-style, some chat, with lot of sexual not-quite-innuendo; high heels, corsets, wigs, that sort of stuff. It was not bad at all, even though I did not catch all the jokes. I don’t mind (in fact, I do appreciate) these guys taking the mickey out of classical ballet or modern dance. All I am saying is that if their parody / statement were also aesthetically pleasing at that, it would be so much better. (Is that too much to ask?)
I know, it is not politically correct, but I just love the comical scenes involving sign language interpretation. For example, one in Tacones lejanos. And another in Father Ted. So it will come as no surprise to you what kind of scene I liked the most. (Sorry cannot explain it in more details here.)
In the end they got the audience to form a conga line and sing, so we all conga-ed (singing) through the auditorio to the scene, through the backstage and dressing room into the kitchen of some sort, where the beer, wine and various snacks were served. All in all, it turned out to be a pleasant evening.
In case you were wondering, the title is a quote from Spider-Man: “With great power comes great responsibility”. No, I didn’t get that either.
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