Review: ‘Wayra’ Has Old Tricks but Can Still Amaze

The one thing in short supply while waiting for Wayra to begin at the Daryl Roth Theatre is any amount of the title element itself — wind. The third part in the Argentinian multi-sensory trilogy begins in a stifling, windowless, un-air-conditioned room near Union Square. Then it blows you away — again. Wayra is less a sequel to Fuerza Bruta — which played the same space from 2007 until earlier this year — as much as one that’s been tweaked, as if on mild steroids. Live drumming and singing has been added, for one. The man in white running on a treadmill is back. So is the high-energy dance breaks, the aerial dancing and the famous overhead Slip ‘N Slide with four nymphs. By now, they should all be as stale as the air, but somehow they’re not. It’s still arresting, still beautiful stuff.