Watching the superb dancers of American Ballet Theatre maneuver their way through three new ballets on a stage intended for orchestral performances is like seeing a horse race on a putting green. Avery Fisher’s stage is large, but it has no easy exits; one door in each wooden side wall leads into the wings. The floor wasn’t made for leaping; when even the most buoyant of ABT’s males hits certain hollow spots, he might as well be jumping onto a drum. Brad Fields manages minor miracles with... More >>>