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We love the magic of NYC at Christmas time and this past weekend we took a family trip to the Big Apple to enjoy the holiday scene. This year I bought tickets to “Slava’s Snow Show” in the Helen Hayes Theater on Broadway. I knew absolutely nothing about the show except that it was to be a sort of “Cirque de Soleil” of clowning.
The show was created in 1993 in Moscow by a Russian born clown, Slava Polunin and has been seen in 25 countries since. Slava’s Snow Show’s has achieved worldwide success because of its ability to entertain all ages and even cross cultural barriers without the utterance of a single word.
The show consists of short vignettes of clowns employing simple props to tell stories, backed by a clever and eclectic soundtrack. My favorite was the clown dancing to a version of “Mas Que Nada”, a Brazilian jazz piece I remember listening to when I was a little girl.
The show had a huge finale and as the title implies, it involved a snowstorm. It was surprisingly breathtaking! The lights, the music, and the absolutely blinding (paper) snow had children and adults laughing and screaming with delight.
After the storm, the clowns took their final bows and then sent huge balls into the audience for everyone to bounce around. Enormous, colorful, inflatable balls. The entire audience jumped to their feet to get a chance to interact with the huge spheres. Why this is so appealing, I have yet to figure out, but it I know that I was definitely smiling.
Sadly, all good things come to an end and our holiday trip was over. Exhausted and making our way through the airport on our long trek to baggage claim, my 5 year old was dancing and humming. Other passengers from the flight were smiling and chuckling at this kid’s joyful performance. How many kids hum Brazilian Bosa Nova? He’s a boy after my own heart.