From Slipped Disc reader comments on Peter Gelb’s demolition of the wigs and makeup department:
… The old Zeffirelli production of La Traviata is in a dumpster somewhere, and the new one is a sea of cheap polyester black suits from the men’s warehouse (for the women too!). The ballet doesn’t exist anymore. The new productions are a snooze fest. toward the end of my career there I would stand onstage in my street clothes costume, usually with no staging except the direction ‘stand there til the curtain comes in’, and watch the audience sleep in the first 10-15 rows.
Read on here.