AVClub: From its opening seconds, Flesh And Bone belies its ostensible genre. This is not a show about dance. Those Hitchcockian strings filled with paranoia, the uneasy close-ups of childhood objects, the ominous pounding at the door. Dance is beautiful and graceful. As Paul Grayson, the artistic director of the American Ballet Company, says in his speech to his board of directors, dance is effort made effortless. But we’re not watching a dance show. We’re watching horror.