Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Carlos Acosta's No Way Home
I love reading dancers' memoirs - when I was a child, I read and reread obsessively ballerina Claude Bessy's Danseuse Etoile, in which she recounts her career at the Paris Opera. She has become a controversial figure in France, but back then she taught me about wanting to be tough and independent.
Now, Cuban dancer Carlos Acosta's No Way Home has become a new favorite (along with the memoirs of Allegra Kent, Carolyn Brown and Vassili Panov). In this haunting volume, Acosta remembers not only his rise from bad boy to legendary dancer whom many called the new Nureyev or the new Baryshnikov, but also his travels and his deep feeling of home-sickness away from Cuba. He expresses the distress of being an alien, of missing one's family, in a way that you can't forget. Even if you're not interested in dance (tsssskk), this book is worth reading.
It's worth buying just for the cover of the book, if you ask me!