I got the Diagnosis

Finally got to see a performance of Diagnosis of a Faun (I first mentioned here) and loved it.  & we hear Good Morning America is going to air a piece on the piece (or on Greg & Tamar or on Greg) on Christmas morning.  Nyawkers, try to see it.  Three shows left.  Sex & surgery & Sibelius.

Mitch Montgommery's review in Backstage says:

In Rogoff's loose narrative, two lecturing doctors outline possible treatments for their patients. One doctor, played with stammering charm by actual doctor Donald Kollisch, must operate on an injured ballet dancer (Lucie Baker), while the other (Emily Pope-Blackman) is clearly attracted to the bizarre physiology of her unusual specimen, a 5,000-year-old faun (Mozgala). In both cases the culprit is the go-to literary symbol for weakness, the Achilles tendon: The dancer's exploded ankle has robbed her of her defining characteristic, while the same malformed muscles in the faun afford him his supernatural demeanor and allure. The mission statement couldn't be clearer: Rogoff seeks to provide new context in which to consider weakness and strength.

Whereas the NYTimes reviewer (I link not), says, "There seems to be a message lurking in “Diagnosis,” though it’s not very clear what that is. We all have weaknesses?"  Sigh.  Not very friendly. 

Choose your outlook.  (First see the piece.)