Ballet is often at its best when it is (intentionally) funny. At Manhattan's Metropolitan Opera House, where the loudest laughter is usually confined to Sherry's Bar, the visiting Ballet Theater last week provoked some grandiose yacks.
Biggest laugh-getter was Judgment of Paris* by British Choreographer Anthony Tudor, which turned Greek mythology's trio of goddesses into three aging Parisian filles of dubious joie, vying for the favor of a sleepy potential customer (Tudor). Famed Choreographer Agnes de Mille, who danced the part first in 1938, turned up as Venus in droopy net stockings, ruffled corselet and a blonde wig suggesting Gorgeous George playing...
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