Say it fast- and you get the idea. Yes, it's that kind of book, and it seems to me definitely limited either to a Broadway audience, or to the cult of balletomanes, to whom the names captioned under the caricatures mean something more than a grotesque in extreme poses. No text, but through the sketches, intimate ""pictorial record of the denizens of dance"", at work and in repose, on stage, back stage, off stage. Pokes fun at dancers, teachers, creators, critics et al.