I’m behind the curve on this, but we should all be seeing the Pina Bausch movie. Bodies full of duende. It’s a demanding film – two hours of intense dance – but one sees passion released by simplicity, and is reminded of how much we can do on stage (on a street, on public transportation…) with gravity and romance.
The film also illustrates a and art that is mindful of where it comes from, where it is, and what it’s reaching to (it comes from home/family; it is with us, unprotected; it is reaching into unfulfillment – our next trial – or hope-in-error). This is distinct form art that (like contemporary food or medical care) is nowhere – is boastful of its nowhere – foregrounding it.