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SEVILLE'S
BIENAL DE FLAMENCO 2002. 'ORESTES EN LISBOA'
Flamenco Greek tragedy complete with instructions
Silvia Calado Olivo. Seville, September
12th, 2002.
Photos: Javier Hurtado
Orestes en Lisboa. Cast. The gypsies: Agamenonn
(Antonio Reyes), Climestrea (Carmela Greco), Orestes (Manuel
Reyes), Electra (Alegría Suárez), Ifigenia (Inge
Marín). The gods: Zeus (Alejandro Granados), Atenea
(Rafaela Carrasco). The musicians: Guitarra (Canito), Piano
(Pablo Suárez), Bass (Juan Miguel Guzmán), Cello
(José Luis López), Percussion (José Antonio
Galicia, Daniel Suárez). Chorus: Corifeo (Rafael Jiménez
El Falo), Men's chorus (Juan José Suárez y Víctor
Carrasco), Women's chorus (Patricia Prieto and María
Nuño de la Rosa). Director: Francisco Suárez.
Script: Blanca Suñén and Francisco Suárez.
Teatro Lope de Vega. Seville, Setptember 12th, 2002. 9:00
p.m.
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If the mixture of Esquilo's
'La Orestea' with Portuguese rhythms already sounds like a
mish-mosh, add the story of a Portuguese gypsy family feud
told through flamenco dance and theater, and the cocktail
requires instructions. And so there were. The playbill included
a sheet which not only advised that La Tolea would be substituted
by Carmela Greco, and Manolete did indeed announce her quitting
the group, but also reexplained the story line and even offered
a chart with the symbolic connotations assigned to each piece
of scenery: the sheet of steel is the "sign of power
and violence", the green shawl is "the unjustice
of feminine submission", the glass lamp is "the
presence of death"
When a work doesn't speak for
itself, you know something's wrong.
Let's take one part at a time... The dance. A couple of numbers
would have to be taken out of context in order to find flamenco
dancing worthy of comment. In that of the gods it so happens,
with Alejandro Granados, in the role of Zeus, and Rafaela
Carrasco playing Athena, one danced with his accustomed classical
elegance, and the other with sinouous precision. The rest
of the dancers, the humans, didn't even come near the foothills
of Olympus.
The music. Juan Antonio
Suárez' composition, Canito, searched in vain to be
outstanding. The guitarist was lost, as was the cajòn,
the rest of the strings tried, unsuccessfully to get it together
as much as possible, and José Antonio Galicia, one
of the sure-fire elements of the cast, made an effort to emphasize
intensity with the percussive instruments at hand, with his
experience in backing up choreographies by artists like Rafael
Amargo and Ángel Rojas, as well as with 'Tres en raya'
(Alía, 2001), from whom he takes ideas. The cante,
brought on as an element of the choral group, wasn't quite
up to divine level either. El Falo drowned his problems in
verses with explanatory content more apropòs of a school
show. The soleá, the seguiriyas, the rumba, the alboreá
that couldn't make it, the rumba Catalana, the tientos, the
alegrías, the informative ballad
by none other
than Amalia (Rodrigues), thanks to canned fado!
The play. Even with a libretto,
the narration was hard to follow. Francisco Suárez
didn't use actors, or give lines to the dancers as he did
with Merche Esmeralda in 'Bodas de Sangre' (1998). The dance
was supposed to tell the story and the text, through cante
and subtleties. The staging had the same mission, in an openly
symbolic way, as was explained above, and also the lighting,
always skimpy in its effort to be mysterious. And there was
an excess of props, and glitter, in this flamenco version
of a Greek tragedy, which ends up being neither one thing,
nor the other. The fact that some people left before the final
curtain, and others broke into applause, gave another twist
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