||[Nov. 3rd, 2009|11:23 pm]
she who grows backwards
Giselle was beautiful. Julie Kent and Jose Manuel Carreno dance so well together. Everything Julie does is soft and elegant and complete. Jose did such a good job supporting her every time they danced together. I liked Swan Lake's choreography better, because the first act of Giselle felt like it was lacking in actual dancing, but the production and direction of both were equally good. Then again, I guess since it's ABT it has to be good? Hahaha. The sad part is, there are some girls in the corps who stick out for being not so good - and you know they'll never become a principal dancer. Lol. How mean am I? But it's so true. Though there was one principal dancer tonight, who was just made into a principal dancer this year, who was not so great. She's got a long way to go before she's at Julie Kent's level. Hopefully it was just an off night for her. It all made me want to take ballet again.|
Oh, but the story of Giselle... made me want to slap Giselle for being weak and made me want to slap Albrecht for being an ass. But I guess the love story part was beautiful too. Unrequited love. I get it. But damn lady, suck it up and live with it. And then don't go and try to help the guy after he totally cheated on his fiance to be with you. Hahahaha! Yeah, I'm not romantic. I know.
I also don't depend or wait on anyone. Yesterday I got an email with a 50% off code for tickets. So I bought a ticket to go see the show tonight. I didn't even think of asking anyone to go with me - or, God forbid, not going because I didn't have anyone to go with me. But it was a bit awkward this morning when my co-worker asked who I was going with. I've learned not to bother asking other people when I really want to do something, because it never works out in my favor. NEVER. So now I just go. But then, it was slightly awkward again when I was sitting in my seat before the show, looking around the house (which was quite empty), and noticed that I was the only person by herself. Oh well. The choices are to sit at home alone and be sad I missed out or to sit alone in public and enjoy the experience. Yeah, I'd rather do the last one.