A review in the San Francisco Chronicle.
Chouinard creations are surrealist treats
Rachel Howard, Chronicle Dance Correspondent
Monday, April 13, 2009
To Montreal's Marie Chouinard, sex is a grunting, primitive struggle toward the expulsion of one's seed. In her "Prelude to the Afternoon of a Faun" Friday night, a goat-like Lucie Mongrain huffed and puffed to Debussy, then wrenched a horn from her head and attached it as a red phallus to her groin; the climax brought confetti. In Chouinard's "Rite of Spring," men trembled with thwarted biological drive before topless women bedecked with spikes.