I was pleasantly surprised, however, to find that the dance was amazing, and the soundtrack was awesome to boot. I would spend the next few paragraphs giving an amateur review of the way the dancers used their bodies to effectively emulate collectivism juxtaposed with isolation in postmodern society, but I think I would run out of big words and dance terminology pretty quickly, so instead, I'll just let you watch a 3 minute excerpt from the performance.
Also, here are some highlights of going to a performance like this in China specifically:
- Only about 25% of the audience actually silenced their cellphones, resulting in about 20 txt message alerts and 1 or 2 Chinese pop-song ringtones throughout the 70-minute performance.
- One loud-voiced male decided to pick up his phone and take a quick business call during the second half (hey, it serves the dancers right for not giving us an intermission!)
- Immediately following the performance, an old Chinese man stepped out into the lobby and lit up a well-deserved cigarette right in front of one of the prominent "No Smoking" signs. Seriously though, if it's wrong for an old man to smoke indoors after having to sit through over-an-hour of abstract contemporary dance, I don't wanna be right.
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