Future Past is a sometimes heady rumination on death.
Some may find the enigmatic, sometimes academic, and wholly indecipherable titles of downtown dance works annoying.
Theaters acquire energies in keeping with what goes on in them. The Brooklyn Academy of Music (BAM), with its penchant for the European spectacle, contains a jazzier buzz than the (sadly) staid Joyce, while the renovated Dance Theater Workshop (DTW) is too new for any real aura.
To quote Whitney Houston, I believe the children are our future. And after sitting through two grin-inducing, inspirational performances choreographed by dancers between the ages of 6 and 23, I believe this even more, particularly when contemplating a new generation of movement creators.