Showing posts with label Will Bozier. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Will Bozier. Show all posts

Monday, 3 August 2026

Dance: Feel the heat

New Adventures
The Car Man
director-choreographer Matthew Bourne
with Will Bozier, Ashley Shaw, Harry Ondrak-Wright, Anna-Maria De Freitas, Danny Reubens, Eleanor McGrath, Harrison Dowzell, Karishma Young, Jarrod McWilliams, Tanisha Addicott, Cameron Flynn, Rae Miller, Xavier Andriambolanoro-Sotiya, Serena McCall, Nicholas Shikkis, Jamie Duncan-Campbell, Tim Hodges
music Terry Davies featuring Rodion Shchedrin’s
Carmen Suite (after Georges Bizet’s Carmen)
conductor Benjamin Pope • sets/costumes Lez Brotherston
lighting Chris Davey • sound Paul Groothuis
Sadler's Wells, London • 28.Jul-29.Aug.26
★★★★★

This show premiered in 2000 and has been revived several times since, but this is the first time I've seen Matthew Bourne's notoriously sexy spin on Bizet's Carmen. Intriguingly, he largely only adapts the opera's tone, and the intensity of its plot, while spinning a new story that has its roots in American noir cinema. It also, of course, has the intriguing whiff of a queer twist in the tale. The result is thrilling theatre, a dazzling dance that needs no dialog or subtitles to keep us gripped to the feverish story.

It's set in the 1960s in a small Midwestern town called Harmony, as the hunky drifter Luca (Will Bozier) catches everyone's attention on arrival. He takes a job in a mechanic shop owned by Dino (Danny Reubens), whose feisty wife Lana (Ashley Shaw) immediately starts flirting with him. But Luca also has an eye on young Angelo (Henry Ondrak-Wright), who is bullied by the other guys. And Lana's sister Rita (Anna-Maria De Freitas) is also drawn to Angelo.

The soapy plot swirls around how Lana and Angelo are both smitten by Luca, leading to explosions of violence and a miscarriage of justice over the course of nine months. This is revealed through Bourne's expressive choreography, which plays cleverly on emotions that can't be contained. So the movement is exhilarating and sometimes menacing, a pungent tangle of passion, jealousy, innocence, yearning and revenge. 

Members of the large ensemble throw their bodies into the fray, with fully extended movement that often takes the breath away, creating a range of relationships around the edges while the five central figures jostle around each other. So the atmosphere is properly steamy, from the opening after-work shower sequence to a languishing summer evening during which these hot, young people can't be bothered to control their desires. This rowdy camaraderie is thoroughly entertaining, with sparky banter expressed through physicality rather than words.

The complex set helps to create an entire world, from the garage to a diner, nightclub and prison block. Solos and duets are simply gorgeous, evoking layered emotions with achingly cool visual flourishes. Among the show-stopping set pieces, there's a witty, telling pantomime and a very messy drag race. The tone veers expertly from lusty to playful to darkly grisly. And the darker second half charges headlong into a conclusion that's as grim as we expect it to be, creating a cautionary tale about not letting the libido completely control our lives. As if.



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photos by Johan Persson • 31.Jul.26

Friday, 27 June 2025

Dance: Can you see the real me?

Quadrophenia: A Mod Ballet
by Pete Townshend
dancers Paris Fitzpatrick, Curtis Angus, Dylan Jones, Seirian Griffiths, Will Bozier, Stuart Neal, Kate Tydman, Dan Baines, Serena McCall, Euan Garrett, Matthew Ball, Jonathon Baker, Amaris Pearl Gillies, Georges Hann, Anya Ferdinand, Joshua Nkemdilim, Zach Parkin, Yasset Roldan, Taela Yeomans-Brown, Pam Pam Sapchartanan
choreography Paul Roberts
orchestrators Rachel Fuller, Martin Batchelar
director Rob Ashford • sets Christopher Oram
costumes Paul Smith • lighting Fabiana Piccioli
sound David McEwan • video YeastCulture
Sadler's Wells, London • 26.Jun-13.Jul.25
★★★★

Transformed into a ballet with lush orchestrations, dazzling choreography and inventive stagecraft, The Who's iconic 1973 rock opera remains a profoundly involving tale of self-discovery. The story is set amid the clash between mods and rockers in mid-1960s Brighton, which gives the designers a chance to play with eye-catching colours, settings, lights and costumes. And the narrative carries a strong coming-of-age kick.

Because there are so many characters, following the plot can be a bit tricky without dialog, but the performers and staging carry us right into the story of Jimmy (Paris Fitzpatrick) a London teen who hangs out with his mod friends, attending drug-fuelled raves and concerts in Brighton. But he's frustrated by his dismissive parents (Stuart Neal and Kate Tydman) and hates working a menial job. And he's crushed when the new girl (Serena McCall) he likes takes up with Ace Face (Dan Baines). Frustrated, Jimmy heads back to Brighton determined to end it all. But what he finds there is startling.

From the opening moments, Paul Roberts' choreography catches us off guard with a combination of gentle waves of movement combined with internalised bursts of energy. This creates a sparky sense of Jimmy's connection with his pals, a complex mix of camaraderie and posturing that feeds into their group mentality. The high point is a stunning duet between Jimmy and an old school friend (Euan Garrett) who is now a rocker, as they spiral together soulfully in a seemingly weightless depiction of their deeper bond.

Musically, the arrangements by Rachel Fuller (aka Mrs Pete Townsend) and Martin Batchelar sometimes feel rather overwhelming, adding thunderous guitar licks into an already dense mix. But this cleverly echoes The Who's musical style while punching the emotional beats. Visually, the show relies heavily on projections, which inventively add forced perspective along with some superb set details. The way scenes flicker in and out of each other is very cinematic, and all of this combines beautifully to send Jimmy on an existential odyssey. And Paul Smith's costumes skilfully evoke the period while playing on the anachronism of dancers wearing tight suits. 

Show-stopping moments abound, including the terrific Matthew Ball's knockout solo as The Godfather, performed to My Generation. A reflective sequence in a cafe is gorgeous, as is a stunningly choreographed street fight. And the sexy dream after the interval is a terrific touch. Other elements are perhaps unnecessary, even if they're gorgeous, such as the wartime flashback for Jimmy's dad or a jaunty dance with swimmers at the seaside. And the final scene feels oddly drawn out. But the talent that has gone into this show makes sure that the bigger points come through with real emotional power.

For info, QUADROPHENIA > 

photos by Johan Persson • 25.Jun.25