A modern take on Cinderella with ‘romance, glamour and drama’ on ice
CHARLES Perrault would have been astounded, but not displeased, by liberties taken with his rags-to-riches fairytale in this sophisticated and stylish production. The basic narrative of true love conquering all, and virtue rewarded after oppressive tribulations, is overlaid with the theme of Time, omnipresent and subtly inimical to human happiness. Time is given concrete form by 12 darkly-costumed skaters and one sinister soloist – the thirteenth hour – who execute dances of manic energy in evocative penumbra with the wheels and cogs of dysfunctional clocks whirring around them.
This adds a fresh new dimension to the hoary tale without detracting from the magic of its fantasy, and the magisterial proficiency of the artists entrusted with its delivery keeps spectators in a state of continuous, pleasurable excitement for two hours; there is a marvel a minute as one breath-taking innovation succeeds another.
Gone are the traditional periwigs, petticoats and panniers of the late 17th century. For a production on ice, the more practical but no less elegant costuming of a later date (early 20th century) is adopted to happy effect. Details of the story are also modified to promote credibility: Cinderella is bullied by her stepmother and ill-favoured sisters, but she is no domestic drudge; she is a ballerina in training, supported by her father, and befriended by a Gypsy Fortune-teller who fills the role of Fairy Godmother. Instead of a prince we have the eligible hunk of the town, the Lord Mayor’s son, as the hero of this modern fairy story.
It comes as no surprise that Cinderella’s father is a watchmaker obsessed with time. The assorted clocks of the town malfunction alarmingly, their hands taking on a life of their own with a quirky grace that resembles the limbs of the dancing skaters. This artful updating is a major strength
of Cinderella on Ice, but it takes second place when it comes to the stellar performance of the Imperial Ice Stars, who combine impeccable timing and technique with engaging warmthof interpretation: Olga Sharutenko (no stranger to Cape Town audiences), as Cinderella, is particularly expressive, and her partner, Bogdan Berezenko, has all the suave panache requisite for his role. The duo’s skating, fearless and exquisite, is irreproachable. Sergei Lisev, cast as the watchmaker, equals Sharutenko’s dramatic abilities while raising the bar to superhuman heights in his execution, especially in pas de deux and pas de trois; his exceptional height makes his presence noticeable whenever he comes on stage. Maria Mukhortova (stepmother) is vicious, chic, and magnificent on skates.
Just when it seems there is no feat on ice that can be surpassed, some of the skaters are airborne to terrifying heights to perform close to the Gods before descending to further gymnastics below. Staging is ingenious, with remarkable visual effects such as the luminous carriage that takes Cinders to the ball, and the austere beauty of the dance-hall in monochromatic Art Deco style, with costumes to match. Music by Duncan and Barnwell replaces that of Prokofiev to suit choreography on ice, particularly pleasing in the ballroom scene.
Romance, glamour, and drama delivered at life-threatening speed make this a treat not to be missed.