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            Sergey PROKOFIEV 
              (1891-1953)  
              Romeo and Juliet - Ballet in Three Acts (1935) [138:00] 
               
                
              Juliet - Tamara Rojo  
              Romeo - Carlos Acosta  
              Mercutio - José Martín  
              Tybalt - Thiago Soares  
              Nurse - Sandra Conley  
              Lord Capulet - Christopher Saunders  
              Lady Capulet - Elizabeth McGorian  
              Paris - David Pickering  
              Benvolio - Yohei Sasaki  
              Escalus, Prince of Verona - Gary Avis  
              Rosaline - Christina Arestis  
              Friar Laurence and Lord Montague - Alastair Marriott  
              Lady Montague - Francesca Filpi  
              Artists of the Royal Ballet  
              Royal Ballet Sinfonia/Boris Gruzin  
              Choreography: Kenneth MacMillan  
              Designs: Nicholas Georgiadis  
              Film director: Ross MacGibbon  
              Picture format: 16:9/1080i HD  
              Sound: LPCM 24-bit stereo, 24-bit DTS HD Master Audio Surround 5.1 
               
              Region: 0  
              Menus: English  
              rec. 16 November 2007, Royal Opera House, Covent Garden, London, 
              UK  
                
              DECCA 074 3336   
              [138:00]   
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                  In the beginning was VHS with its soft pictures and mediocre 
                  sound; then there was DVD, with sharper visuals and superior 
                  sonics; and now we have Blu-ray, which finally brings living, 
                  breathing performances into your home. As a recent convert to 
                  the format I’m afraid I’ve become something of a 
                  zealot, having already reviewed two superlative discs - Lorin 
                  Maazel’s Ring 
                  without words and Dutch National Ballet’s Don 
                  Quichotte. But does this much-lauded Romeo 
                  and Juliet live up to expectations, both artistically and 
                  technically?  
                     
                  Based on Kenneth MacMillan’s 1965 production, premiered 
                  by Rudolf Nureyev and Margot Fonteyn, this newcomer features 
                  another star couple - Carlos Acosta and Tamara Rojo - as the 
                  star-cross’d lovers. It comes freighted with the kind 
                  of praise usually reserved for once-in-a-lifetime artistic events; 
                  but from the moment we see those red and gold curtains - they’ve 
                  never looked so splendid - and hear the spine-tingling sounds 
                  from the pit, there’s little doubt we’re in for 
                  something rather special.  
                     
                  The opening numbers of Act 1, including the morning dance, the 
                  quarrel, the fight and Escalus’ wonderfully imperious 
                  intervention, are a visual and aural treat. The sets by Nicholas 
                  Georgiadis are minimalist, a mere backdrop to the feudal to-ing 
                  and fro-ing of old Verona; indeed, there’s such a whirl 
                  of activity that the eye can so easily be overwhelmed. The camera 
                  remains at eye level most of the time, which makes the stage 
                  seem even more crowded than it is; that said, veteran director 
                  Ross MacGibbon, whose Ondine impressed me so, does a 
                  very sympathetic job.  
                     
                  The new, high-res format really comes into its own in such sumptuous 
                  surroundings. The fiery reds and burnt ochre of the dancers’ 
                  costumes are superbly rendered in the razor-sharp 1080i picture, 
                  the colours of Prokofiev’s score picked out with equal 
                  clarity. Meanwhile, conductor Boris Gruzin ensures rhythms are 
                  pliant and speeds are sensible; indeed, he renews and refreshes 
                  this well-worn score in a way I wouldn’t have thought 
                  possible, aided and abetted by top-notch playing from the orchestra. 
                   
                     
                  But it’s the drama on stage, especially the eye-drawing, 
                  heart-catching charisma and boyish charm of Carlos Acosta’s 
                  Romeo, that dominates. The other principals are excellent too: 
                  José Martín a Puckish Mercutio, Thiago Soares 
                  a dark, scowling Tybalt. As for the ensemble pieces, they may 
                  lack the well-drilled, corporate precision of the best Russian 
                  houses, but they more than make up for that in character and 
                  energy, the Dance of the Knights especially vivid. Sandra Conley 
                  makes an endearing Nurse, reminding her charge - in a light-hearted 
                  moment - that while she still cradles a poppet she has the burgeoning 
                  body of a young woman too.  
                     
                  Juliet’s dance with Paris is artfully done, her soft, 
                  unformed responses signalling her lack of interest in this most 
                  stilted suitor. But it’s the sexual chemistry that develops 
                  between Rojo and Acosta that really lights up the stage, the 
                  balcony scene among the most passionate and moving episodes 
                  I’ve ever witnessed on stage. It’s a transforming 
                  theatrical experience, where time stands still and one is drawn 
                  deep into the heart of this great love affair. Rojo and Acosta 
                  really do turn Romeo and Juliet into a flesh-and-blood 
                  romance; in response, Gruzin finds an aching tenderness in Prokofiev’s 
                  trenchant writing. It’s one of those epiphanies where 
                  heart and mind are simply overwhelmed; the rapturous applause 
                  at the curtain says it all.  
                     
                  The ensemble pieces of Act 2 are delivered with brio, the stage 
                  a riot of movement and colour. Prokofiev’s seamless score 
                  - most often heard as one of three truncated suites - has seldom 
                  seemed so arresting, but then the punch and kick of the Decca 
                  sound has to be heard to be believed. From the rasp of low brass 
                  to the sheen of high strings, this music has never sounded so 
                  splendid. There are moments of ineffable loveliness too, as 
                  in Prokofiev’s writing for the gentle friar, missal in 
                  hand, who marries the lovers in secret. And what supreme irony 
                  as he makes the sign of the cross above their heads, looking 
                  away as they kiss. This flare of unabashed physicality re-ignites 
                  the drama, the couple’s glorious dancing as potent and 
                  powerful as you’re ever likely to see.  
                     
                  In the pit Gruzin and his band keep the temperature turned up 
                  high, while on stage the sword-play is breathtaking in its dash 
                  and fluency. As for the death of Mercutio, it’s a lengthy 
                  demise kept just this side of unintentional comedy by Prokofiev’s 
                  unremitting score; the bass drum that greets the death throes 
                  of both adversaries has never sounded so lacerating, the collective 
                  grief so all-consuming. It’s a blazing end to the second 
                  Act and a dark portent of the multiple tragedies that follow. 
                   
                     
                  In Act 3 Rojo brings a remarkable depth of feeling to the role 
                  of Juliet, her unwilling encounter with Paris and her father’s 
                  anger leaving her visibly distraught. It’s rare to find 
                  a dancer with such a well-stocked emotional armoury, her dilemma 
                  over the poison starkly underlined when she drops the dreaded 
                  vial and hides behind her bed in terror.  
                     
                  Acosta is every ounce her dramatic equal, his grief in the tomb 
                  almost too painful to watch, the lovers’ slow demise another 
                  of those protracted scenes that can so easily go awry. Thanks 
                  to incandescent playing from the pit and finely calibrated performances 
                  on stage, there could not have been a dry eye at curtain’s 
                  fall. Not surprisingly, the audience goes wild, rising to a 
                  veritable frenzy as Rojo and Acosta take their bows, looking 
                  remarkably relaxed after such a long and arduous evening.  
                     
                  Nureyev and Fonteyn’s Romeo and Juliet - filmed 
                  and now available on DVD from Kultur - will always be an iconic 
                  performance, but our Cuban-Spanish pair are in another league 
                  entirely. Perhaps it’s Acosta’s mix of street muscle 
                  and refined ardour plus Rojo’s complex characterisation 
                  that makes the difference here. In any event, this is an opportunity 
                  for doubters to invest in some new technology. Believe me, a 
                  decent LED TV and Blu-ray player plumbed into your home hi-fi 
                  will change the way you view concerts, operas and ballet for 
                  ever.  
                     
                  Dan Morgan  
                     
                 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  
                  
                  
                 
                 
             
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