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Photo: Branco Gaica
Murphy's extraordinary ingenuity as a choreographer provides
a three-part program of continuous surprise and beauty. The
dancers ebb and flow along a stream of magnificent body language.
They make Murphy's extravagant demands on their anatomies seem
perfectly natural. Such masterful performance can be born only
of immense discipline and many, many hours of impeccable rehearsal.
That the Sydney Dance Company is Australia's top dance group
is not worth debating after seeing such performance. Their constant
flow of interesting imagery, body patterns one might never have
imagined and moments of pure art and artistry is enough to keep
audience members wide-eyed and riveted to their seats. (A Voyage
Through) Some Rooms is an unlikely subject for dance.
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But everything about Murphy's creative pattern is unusual. The
dance begins with The Voyager, danced by Paul Mercurio, attended
in his gauze-draped bedroom by the visitations of his dreams.
There is
a ghostly gossamer quality to much of this dance with
some very effective use of back projection and light-play. Throughout
this and the other sections of the Voyage, the dancers' motions,
interactions and contortions of body continue to surprise and
amaze. Murphy uses every muscle of his dancers' bodies. He even
choreographs their mouths to startling silent screams.
In the Bathroom scene - with a man and a woman going about
their ablutions - the fantasies and visitations continue, imposing
on the clinical starkness of the room a phantasmagorical and
sometimes threatening other world inhabited by bishops and priests
in hellfire red and the tortured soul of The Voyager.
The Changing Room is sheer wit and spectacle, yet again riddled
with surprises in both movement and costume. The exuberance
of dance in that scene is starkly contrasted with the almost
zen tranquillity of the last dance, the Reading Room.
The Sydney Dance Company, with these all-too-brief adventures
in rooms, provides a positively magic experience of top-notch
dancing to peerlessly inventive and aesthetic choreography.
It rightly commands the use of the old cliche ``not to be missed.''
-- Samela Harris for The Advertiser
11 April 1986
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