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...kind of enjoying the fact that it’s a smaller class,” he says. “I can see everyone’s face and see if they are understanding the course...In an ideal world, all the classes here would be smaller...
...Education and Special Programs Instructor Brenda S. Divelbliss, offered an interesting—though dark—perspective on ballet. Electronic contemporary music, namely DJ Alexandre’s “Toma Toma,” inspired an unconventional blend of ballet and break dancing. The combination was ideal for Shee, who stood out as the only male in the show. The eight female dancers, clad in disheveled, sequined tutus of varying lengths and colors gave a performance that matched Shee’s, filled with dramatic leaps and exhilarating drops to the floor...
...Elysium,” choreographed by Claudia F. Schreier ’08, was, by far, the best piece of the night. Schreier’s choreography struck the ideal balance between the abstraction typical of modern dance and the visual appeal of classical ballet. The best moments of her exquisite choreography featured not only the usual leaps and turns but also interesting new movements, like dragged splits. She worked with the most talented HBC members: Lynch, Moore, Shee, Walker, and James C. Fuller ’10. Walker shone the brightest, but all five brought Schreier?...
...scenes in a beautiful coastal town in Spain with a breathtaking mountainous backdrop. The score, so crucial for horror films, creates an ever-present sense of apprehension, building great tension for the scariest scenes. However, what most surprises about the motion picture is that it manages to find an ideal balance between horror and warmth, producing a unique scary flick both endearing and smart. Today, when most horror films seem to follow senseless plots that provide more blood than brains (“Saw IV,” anyone?), films like “The Orphanage” show...
...Beethoven Was One-sixteenth Black” is one of interracial mélange, in which, by disregarding syntax, we can circle the absent center of identity. As the title story’s protagonist probingly asks, “So what’s happened to the ideal of the Struggle (the capitalized generic of something else that’s never over, never mind history-book victories) for recognition, beginning in the self, that our kind, humankind, doesn’t need any distinctions of blood percentage tincture.”—Staff writer Alison...