My wife tricked me! I've been to the ballet before and my opinion was then, if I remember rightly, "over indulgent shite". I reached this conclusion by watching a man in tights dance around the stage for at least twenty minutes to depict his displeasure with a certain individual. That to me is what ballet is about. Spening a seriously ridiculous amount of time depicting something that would take 5 seconds to say.
We went to watch Romeo and Juliet today and I thought it was going to be the play. It was only once we got to the theatre and and saw the excessive proportion of girls that I questioned the delivery technique of the story.
I was quite cross but not cross enough to stay awake throughtout the whole three freaking hours!!! Even if I'd have gone to watch a three hour version of fight club, I doubt my attention would have remained consistant. And while the lady dancers were, as afr as I could tell, lovely, not one of them was dressed in skin tight clothing with their arses permanently on view. I've no issues with ladies wanting to go and watch this stuff, but leave me at home please.
Anyway. Ballet then. Over indulgent bollocks created mostly so girls can watch atheletic mens bottoms prance around in tights or cultural nirvana?
(I'm guessing a fairly hefty male/female split on this one by the way.)

