Last week Stu and I went to see Matthew Bourne's Sleeping Beauty at the Sadler's Wells in London's glitzy Islington.
It completes Bourne's trilogy of Tchaikovsky's ballets having mastered both Nutcracker and Swan Lake. It is however probably the weakest of the three - the source material is just a little thin. A king's negligence leads his daughter to be put to sleep for 100 years and then awoken by a kiss. The end. Bourne however manages to weave a love story into the plot by having beauty's young beau be turned into a vampire at the time of slumber and so being able to survive the 100 years himself in order to administer the awakening kiss. And it sort of works as a device. It was a little odd to have vampires running around though.
The production was great though: great dancing, great costumes, and great music. All Bourne's usual trademark twists and tricks were deployed using mime, shadow, symmetry and comedy.