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...biggest night ever, before the most expensive audience in all Manhattan, she slipped-and very nearly fell on her face. Hardly anybody minded. For by that time, Natalia Makarova had demonstrated that she has that heart-stopping quality of a great dancer. As the doomed girl in Giselle, she had just executed a series of dazzling turns and was subsiding into a curtsy-the simplest of maneuvers. It was like a man who had scaled Mount Everest slipping in his shower...
...favorite men, then ran the pictures opposite blowups of the precise segments of a woman's body that most attracts each of them. There, in all its grace and graininess, is the small of the back for Actor Claude Rich; the belly, dappled with goose flesh, for Dancer Jean Babil...
...satiric frame of mind. Disgusted with the avantgarde, Goldberg, who was haunted by modernity, wrote recently in Esquire: "Today you buy a bucket of paint and you're an artist, caress a microphone and you're a singer, gyrate your crotch and you're a dancer, take off your clothes and you're an actor, dump a ton of cement on the floor and you're a sculptor. Doing your own thing is all right for a genius. But, dear reader, you are not a genius. Neither am I. We need rules to build...
...commercial opens, hubby asks the little woman (Dancer Ann Miller disguised as a hausfrau) what is cooking. "The Great American Soup!" she says, ripping off her apron. The kitchen walls part to reveal a set out of a 1935 Busby Berkeley musical, including 20 frizzy-haired chorines clattering away on raised silver platforms and 4,000 jets of water colored red, white and blue. The Billy May orchestra pounds out the production number, which has such lyrics as "The soupy road to romance" and "Let's face the chicken gumbo and dance." Miller, singing and tatta-tatting down...
Improvised Air. Young in the age of its dancers (the average is 22) as well as its history, the Joffrey (founded in 1956) has always had a nervous, half-improvised air about it, which may reflect the fact that it has no superstars and has been plagued by a distressingly high turnover in personnel. Last month, midway through its fall season at Manhattan's glum, ungraceful City Center, the company abruptly dismissed its fiery Spanish lead dancer, Luis Fuente; after several months of differences, Fuente irked management by suddenly and arbitrarily departing from the choreography in a meticulous Joffrey...