Sir Kenneth MacMillan’s version of Romeo and Juliet is my favorite full-length ballet, Sergei Prokofiev’s breathtaking score a favorite composition of music. As a student of martial arts, I loved drawing my sword in defense of my Capulet kin. I recall wild, desperate duels (with equally zealous adversaries) during which épées broke and blood flowed. If I didn’t exit the theater battered and bruised after portraying Tybalt, I felt I had failed. There was a kind of magic in offering every fiber of my being to movement, character, and music, in endeavoring to honor a brilliant work of art by letting it seize the marrow in my bones. Now the sword hangs in our apartment, a trophy from the old days, and an inspiration for whatever role’s to come.
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