My sister-in-law is not a ballet fan, but last week she went to a ballet at the Acropolis. It happened to be Don Quixote. “No idea what’s going on,” she texted. “But it’s fun.”
That’s the thing about Don Quixote. Virtually every company in the world has its own version of this frou-frou of a classic, first choreographed for the Bolshoi by Marius Petipa in 1869, much revised by Alexsander Gorsky in 1900, and interpreted by various choreographers in a multiplicity of stagings ever since.
