One memorable work out of four shown in New York by Mr. Maillot's company since 1999 may not be great odds, but there's always another roll of the dice.
The sections of "Opus 40" dominated by the other women in the cast had a brightness and sweetness that contrasted with most of the dances I've seen from Mr. Maillot.
Heavy-legged Sastre clambers to the top of the podium flanked by a couple of French beauties and he looks more relieved than joyous as he pulls the maillot jaune over his taut frame once again.