Cirque Du Soleil’s Luzia
By Eugene Paul
That
great treat, fantastic Cirque
du Soleil is back in New York as part of its North American
tour under the brilliant white and gold Grand Chapiteau, a circus tent so big
it not only hosts two thousand people as audience but also is a village of
artists, technicians, high tech equipment, musicians – and this time, animals,
huge, awesome creatures designed by Max Humphries, performing with the
extraordinary Luzia company
of rare artists from around the world in this extravaganza dedicated to the
richness of Mexican soul. It took fifty trailers to bring the Grand
Chapiteau to New York and nine days to physically prepare for performances.
But
the more things change the more they are the same. Where once upon a time
you might have been able to buy only hot dogs and candy apples inside the tent
now there is everything from champagne and VIP lounges to whole shopping malls
of things to catch buyers eyes, not just young ones. Because Cirque du
Soleil is a lure for everybody from tots to grandsires and granddames. And Luzia is Cirque du Soleil
in top form.
It’s
extraordinary to remember that this giant global enterprise started in
1984 as a tiny group of Canadian street performers with high hearts, high
spirits and a couple of mad visionaries, Gilles Ste-Croix and Guy Laliberte.
Now, 35 years later, it is the biggest theatrical producer in the world, with
20 shows in 280 cities. And worth $1,500,000,000. Its world headquarters remain
in Montreal in their immense complex housing studios, gyms, training facilities
for their four hundred gifted engineers and riggers, their technological
specialists, their 1300 artists. You see the results all before you,
thrilling at the marvels in Luzia,
not only the superb human performers but the technical
wizardry.
Right
before your eyes more than a hundred feet over your head, as a great,
mellifluous voice warns you to fasten your seat belts a man falls from the sky
inside the huge tent. He tries to open his parachute, he tries to slow
his fall until, in desperation, he opens up a silly little umbrella and lands
in a beautiful field of flowers. He’s our clown, and he’s gaga at everything
and not aware of the magic around him as the field of flowers morphs into a
magic space where a running woman, half butterfly, with gigantic, billowing
wings, plays and dances with a prancing silver horse as the vast turn
table rotates and magical birds dance, fly through silver hoops and clutch
themselves in awe as their rotating world presents three daring men
tossing an incredible girl among them in dangerous beauty. We are completely in
the midst of the show, ever moving, ever musical, ever breathtaking.
But
Luzia, the name
of our show, is made up of Luz, light, and Lluvia, rain. And magical rain
falls. On incredible act after act, lending its shimmer and beauty.
And fun, when our clown tries to catch some to drink, playing with him, teasing
him. Then, when you think the rain can do nothing more than rain, you are
dazzled by what happens within the exquisite rainfalls.
It’s
difficult to choose among the amazements, the Tarzan in the pool and the
immense jaguar, the breathtaking hand balancing, the brilliant soccer
ball freestylers, , the rotating trees and among them the beautiful acrobats on
silver poles, the swinging trapeze artist, to the top of the tent, the
impossible juggler, the truly fantastic contortionist, the great balancing
swings, and through it all that great bozo of a clown playing with the
audience.
You
are hardly aware that there at the periphery of the great, rotating stage
the huge, blacked out towers with technicians lighting and running the show
high over our heads, fulfilling the creations of overall creative artist
Daniele Finzi Pasca, with the sophisticated support of his talented team,
dazzling costumes by Giovanna Buzzi, the incredible acrobatic rigging by Danny
Zen, the myriad sets and props by Eugenio Caballero, and throughout, the music
of Simon Carpentier, all part of the magical juggernaut that is Cirque du
Soleil. Enjoy.
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Luzia. At Citi Field, 1 Roosevelt Avenue, Flushing. Tickets: $74-$321.
1-877-924-7783. 2hrs, Thru June 9.