It’s a Bird, it’s a Plane!

Petronio’s progeny duel with badass heroes and villains still at large

Petronio himself makes an unannounced appearance in a pool of light, performing his 1986 solo #3. In a piece like this, he’s inimitable. His hands claw as they reach up. He wriggles almost cautiously, caresses his body, touches his face, totters. He’s looking up even as he’s caving in. I’ve always thought that the essence of this work was a kind of ardent decomposition. In the context of this program, he might be giving birth.

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DancemOpolitanís Reunion Series
Joeís Pub at the Public Theater
June 14 and 15

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