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Ballet's first pop icon, Rudolf Nureyev revolutionised an old art form, bringing a new young audience to opera houses, and sparking Rudimania across the globe. From his birth on a train in Siberia at the height of Stalin's Terrors, Nureyev's life was extraordinary. His career was decided at the age of 8 and nine years later, leaving his Tatar peasant family behind him, he realised his dream of studying at the Kirov's school. The account of Nureyev's Leningrad years has never been more compellingly told, focusing on a teacher of genius who moulded the late starter into a star; the guilty affair with his beloved mentor's wife; and the dancer's homosexual rite of passage, a secret liaison with an East German student who was the catalyst behind Nureyev's escape to the West.The 1961 defection was just the beginning. Nureyev spent the rest of his life breaking barriers, re-inventing male technique; 'crashing the gates' of modern dance; iconoclastically changing ballet's most hallowed classics; and making dance history by partnering England's prima ballerina assoluta Margot Fonteyn - a woman twice his age. Through previously unpublished letters the author traces Nureyev's passionate and deeply troubled relationship with the great Danish dancer Erik Bruhn, and tells the story of his poignant, on-off 'marriage' to a young American film student. Then there were the women; women of all ages were dazzled by the star, a few successfully seduced him, others simply enslaved themselves. Sex was a driving force for Nureyev, but conjoined to the sinner was always the saint, and it was this Byronic duality in himself of 'dirt and deity' that Nureyev used his ballets to explore.This definitive biography, nine years in the making, draws for the first time on private papers, diaries and home-movie footage, and includes reminiscences from scores of colleagues and friends, the closest of whom had hitherto refused to co-operate with any writer. Julie Kavanagh, herself a former dancer, examines with authority Nureyev's legacy as a choreographer and director (an inspirational Diaghilev figure to young proteges like Sylvie Guillem), and her memories of the star's greatest years creates a sense of the exultation and heart-bursting impact of watching Nureyev on stage.
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She went back to the table where the KGB men were sitting drinking cognacs.
'I forgot to say something to Rudolf,' she said smiling at Strizevsky, who
once again, nodded his assent - the girl was clearly infatuated with
Nureyev and reluctant to let him go. Whispering very quickly, she said to
Rudolf, 'You see the two men there at the bar? They're French policemen.
You have to go to them and say that you want to stay." Then we made a big
play of saying goodbye, and I left him, went to the bar and ordered a
coffee.'
Rudolf realized that it was his only chance. 'So I decide right there and
then that I'm not going back. This was goodbye time.' He jumped up from his
chair and rushed towards the bar, but Strizevsky came after him, and asked
him what was wrong. 'Nureyev was silent. And then he said, "I've made up my
mind." He didn't say what that was, but repeated that his decision was
firm, final and he wasn't going to change it.' Then, in what felt to Clara
like one second, Rudolf walked slowly- 'six steps exactly' - directly up to
the two French commisars. 'No jumping, no running, no screaming, no
hysteria, Quietly I say: "I would like to stay in your country."