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Saw this on Netflix. Really cool documentary — that doesn’t really feel like a documentary.
Beautiful music, dancing and photography. Excellent framing of each little vignette.
Have always loved Flamenco, the passion, the tremendous physical skill involved, the poetry of the bodies set to the poetry of the music. What the documentary also reinforces is the symmetrical elements integral to it all, how every move seems to require a contrapuntal effect, and how this all flows together with such explosion and speed. And then momentary, anxious peace. And then explosiveness again.
It also made me think of the precursors, the once foreign elements that came together in Spain to make it all happen. Greek, Moorish, even Russian influences . . . and that its stories, soul-filled laments, the profound sadness underlying most of it . . . It’s like the Spanish form of the Blues.
Ok, but is this a leftist dance
or a rightist dance ?
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vThe amazing thing is, it’s both, WV. As I mentioned, it has that symmetry thing going. And the contrapuntal. A move to the left requires one to the right, moving up requires moving down, and so forth.
The eyes are much trickier, however. I have not seen a dancer who can look left and right at the same time. Must keep searching for that.
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