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NYCB's triple bill that harks back to the 1950s proves a love letter to an America that never was.

A joyful, very gracious finale for a highly respected and loved principal dancer at NYCB. Andrew Veyette bows out with dignity and humility.

New York City Ballet deliver an enjoyable, diverse, if occasionally predictable triple bill with revivals of works premiered last season.

The whole evening had an excellence across four ballets that is a rare occasion. And it had a sui generis portrayal in Alexa Maxwell’s Novice. I would highly recommend seeing this program.

Brahms-Schoenberg Quartet comes across as a work with fragments of greatness rather than a masterpiece but the rest of the evening offers sheer brilliance.

One minor Balanchine, elevated by commanding performances; a rare Albert Evans; Peter Martins at his most compelling and Jerome Robbins at his funniest.

Some great and some lacklustre performances in the Jerome Robbins triple bill on opening night of New York City Ballet's winter season – and a missed opportunity.   

It's got a lot of appeal, with a diverse range of choreography, and offering audiences the chance to see excellent dancing and even some partnerships forming from different companies.

Audience response for all three ballets was extremely enthusiastic. From 1944 to 1997, Jerry knew how to please audiences.

Over twenty-two vignettes, some long, others short, a cast of thirty pedestrianizes ballet. The work suggests that who you are matters more than what you do. 

The fall season opens with three Balanchine ballets and what felt like a gesture of thanks to a trio of ballerinas for their many years of service to the company.

NYC Ballet's fashion-forward program of five new works helps to keep things interesting.