Ismene Brown

London International Mime Festival review: on juggling, dance and Wayne Rooney’s hair transplant

Plus: a review of John Cranko’s three-hankie Onegin at the Royal Ballet and Young Men from the BalletBoyz

January is something of a palate-cleanser for the year, as the London International Mime Festival flies in plane-loads of companies bearing gnomic names in a kind of dance-world Desperanto that’s equally incomprehensible in every language. Like cars or tourist T-shirt slogans, titles like Plexus or Ephemeral Architectures label what’s now called ‘visual theatre’, with copious explanatory notes translated between four languages, gaining comic value at every stage.

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