In 1956, six young dancers made up what was then known as the Robert Joffrey Theater Dancers, an ensemble that toured around the United States in a borrowed station wagon pulling a U-Haul trailer filled with costumes and recorded music. Their mission was to spread an interest in classical ballet to areas that may not have ever seen it performed. Led by fellow dancer and budding choreographer Gerald Arpino, they danced in school gymnasiums, on university campuses and in small town theaters while their namesake stayed behind in New York City to run his studio and make money to pay the dancers’ salaries. From this meager beginning, the company rose to prominence as one of the major forces in American dance.
Always makes me think, and then there is this one really moving section of sheer joy of dancing by George de la Pena, and then the romantic love. Is it in retrospect, or is this life celebrated? Or both? Hard to tell. But, at precisely that point you stop thinking and just enjoy the dancing (as it should be)….rarely in film is dancing AND acting conveyed as moving, as life, but this captures some things special-just as it should be.