Diana Vishneva with Marcelo Gomes. Magnificent, soul-stirring connection. He mastered several sequences of long, slow turns, every inch of legs and body in elegantly held tension. At the "party", her heart-crushing coldness as she repeatedly looked directly at and through him, then blankly turned away. She really is a whore, I thought. Interesting suggestion of rape by the jailer while he knelt and dragged her leg underneath one thigh to just momentarily make that horrible connection. In the swamp, their final series of three death-defying lifts -- Marcelo tossing her into frightenly high, complicated turns -- that peaked with her death midair. What a face! What a death! Wow. I've never seen such a dangerously athletic, trusting partnership in dance. I flew out from San Francisco just to see this performance. I bow to you, Vaganova Ballet Academy, for the privilege of seeing your dancers: Nureyev, Makarova, and Vishneva.