Vic-Fezensac Fair (France): flashes of dazzling pleasure | Culture | EUROtoday

Without being a spherical afternoon, Dolores Aguirre's bullfight maintained curiosity till the top and featured moments of emotion. Some, starring the bulls of the Sevillian foreign money; others, by the bullfighters, this time, primarily the silver ones. The caste of some and the bullfighting of others.

Exciting was, for instance, the departure of the afternoon room, which appeared taken from a sheet of Goya's La Lidia. Tall, lengthy, drained of meat and with two spectacular asfin pythons that regarded on the sky. As if that weren’t sufficient, he got here out boldly, defiantly, as if to say: “Here I am, let's see who the handsome guy is approaching me.”

The good-looking one was on this case Alberto Lamelas, who had already had a drink with the mansurron and gazpone first, who measured, demanded and didn’t cease nonetheless for a second. He despatched that one away in a single fell swoop after a job stuffed with mistrust and precautions. To this one, extra of the identical. And, on high of that, he disadvantaged us all of seeing a fifth punch requested by acclamation.

Although he went to the primary rod with out inserting it, within the three successive ones he began lengthy, promptly and pushed beneath the breastplate. Exciting. How thrilling and excellent was the next third of banderillas starring Mathieu Guillon, who actually performed the sport, after searching onto the balcony and placing the pythons on his stomach. The punishment on the horse was so nice that Dolores' horse reached the final third damaged and with a minimal halo of life. A disgrace.

More chaste took out the tame third, at occasions cracked and elusive, however which charged with pleasure from beneath. This one, like the primary, had a spectacular dying. Despite being mortally wounded, each stood, staggering, even leaning on the boards, till they fell exhausted. Seconds later, and to everybody's astonishment, that they had the braveness to stand up once more. The caste.

That third fell to Luis Gerpe, as willful, as he was distrustful and accelerated. He lowered his hand and hit some rounds, however he did it crouched and unstuck. He, too, was less than the duty of the nice sixth, one other specimen of gorgeous and imposing look, which he completed in 4 entrances to the horse after which charged with the Aristocracy, fixity and humiliation on the muleta. He killed him nicely, sure, they usually gave him an ear. He additionally introduced the bull again into the ring. Both are extreme.

Damián Castaño, keen, though accelerated, fought with essentially the most lackluster lot and left some estimable naturals standing collectively in entrance of the second. Like Guillon within the fourth, or Víctor del Pozo in opposition to whom he opened the best way, Joao Pedro and Francisco Tornay, from Gerpe's staff, shone with the sticks within the final and put the stands on their ft. The 4, primarily based on braveness and bullfighting, confirmed that if you need, you’ll be able to.

They have been simply flashes of bulls and bullfighters, however of dazzling emotion.