Well…coughs ……… in a an attempt to recover from the serial disappointment of the last few days I’ve been mediating the rivalry between the Montagues and the Capulets mainly to ensure the Sopranos and Corleones don‘t muscle in. I am of course talking about the tragedy that is Romeo and Juliet. I’m not a great fan of Sergei Sergeyevich Prokofiev not just because of his Formalist tendencies but deep down I’m a Tchaikovsky girl and like they say once a Tchaikovsky girl always a Tchaikovsky girl, although as Sergei might have said once a knight should be enough for anyone.
Seriously the costumes were magnificent and when the women divested themselves of their sumptuous gowns to dance in skin-tight cat suits the tantilisingly taught ballet bums were feast of pert pulchritude…………..I shan’t comment on the camel-toe……
Not sure what it is about the epic Dance of the Knights but it can conjure up all kinds of images…..
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