Whenever I read an Alistair Macaulay piece about ballet, I want to do a deep dive into that work — especially when I don't necessarily agree with him or his take on a favorite dancer or choreographer. But his ideas are so well reasoned and beautiful written that they are impossible to ignore. His criticism is elevated, knowledgeable, and, most importantly, written by someone who deeply loves ballet. I treasure it. Now I want to do a deep dive on Coppelia because of this:















