What we get instead are endless accounts of Robbins's cruelty in the studio, a matter that, like the work, Lawrence never places in context. Without excusing Robbins, one should keep in mind the conditions under which choreographers work—that is, against the clock and under the eye of maybe twenty people who stand there and stare at you when you get stuck and who, when you aren't stuck, rarely do the step the way you want it, with the result that the audience will never know the lovely thing you imagined. Balanchine was an angel in rehearsal, but he was the exception. Nijinsky made people cry; Martha Graham slapped her dancers. Today, with the unions, I doubt that there is much slapping going on, but I would say that some measure of screaming is to be expected in any collaborative art. Think of conducting. Toscanini's rages were legend.
Definitely Choreography is quite a tough job to do. You need different adjustments with different set of people.
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