In a curious gliding step that seemed to send his feet on ahead of him, Mikhail Baryshnikov skimmed across the stage of Lincoln Center's State Theater and leaped high in the air like an uncoiled spring. The audience gasped as he bounded higher and higher, the perfect picture of a desperate Prince trying to dance all night before the cruel Queen of the Willis and save his soul. When the curtain finally came down on the American Ballet Theater's production of Giselle last week, the Manhattan audience threw flowers at the latest runaway genius...
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