Fly-on-the-wall doc about Justin Peck — a 25-year-old member of the New York City corps de ballet — and his effort to create an original work for the company. (He got the gig, we are told, because of his success at the New York Choreographic Institute.) The fly is very good at getting access — we overhear lots of talk about costumes and some back-and-forth with the dancers about execution, and we even see Peck alone in a studio, filming himself on an iPhone during the creative phase — but rather less good at giving context. We get nothing on the show's particular inspirations or themes, little on exactly who does exactly what, and not enough on the interpersonal dynamics at work in this rarefied world. Put simply: it would be more interesting watching Peck's creation develop and work through its various kinks if we knew something about what he was after and what he was up against. (It doesn't have to be talking heads; why not just have a camera at his concept pitch to the company?) Instead, there are a lot of long shots of the man himself: sitting in front of a computer, walking the streets of NYC, waiting on a subway platform. (2015) — Matthew Lickona
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