I was mistaken in the purpose of this film. I expected a registration of a probably fascinating and maybe even controversial ballet performace, concerning eleven naked men, with as a preliminary extra a documentary of the auditioning and rehearsals. But the movie dead-ended after showing the rehearsals, so we never get to see what the whole actual performance looked like. What we do get to see of the rehearsals, is these naked men endlessly crawling over each other, standing about like statues or frantically jumping around. I couldn't discern any point or narrative in all this naked turmoil (assuming that the ballet was supposed to have any).
If you expect (as I naively did) some kind of tribute to the beauty of the male body, by the use of (as I had hoped for) exquisite and sensuous dance movements, you are sadly disappointed. Apart from the visuals during the opening credits, the cinematography is totally uninspiring, the music is (at least in this documentary, I don't know about the actual performance) bleak and annoying, and the whole thing is anything but sensuous. A waste of time!
