Based on this admiring new documentary, the sometimes-quirky Joffrey Ballet proves there is value in a good vanity project.
It also suggests the limitations and perils of being an independent contractor in the often unpredictable world of the arts.
With today as a framework, the history might have felt more like part of a vibrant story and less like ancient catch-up. Also, the emphasis on the Joffrey as the source of the first truly American ballets is nonsense. Tell that to Agnes de Mille, Jerome Robbins and, even with his Russian foundation, George Balanchine.