Mr. Gaga

Gaga looks like fun, but the soul-revealing “Mr. Gaga” makes clear the sacrifice Naharin’s dedication has exacted from family and dancers alike.

The dancing alone is worth the price of admission, and Naharin is a dynamic if somewhat aloof subject.

If you are familiar with his mesmerizing work, nothing more need be said; if you’re not, this feast of dance illustrates why others are.

In performance and rehearsal clips, Heymann’s saturated cinematography captures the raw physicality and emotion of Naharin’s work, and the way he cajoles, demeans and seduces his dancers.

Slowly it emerges that Gaga is Naharin’s “dance language,” a way of expressing one’s inner being through external movement. Gaga is dada — for dancers.

The result here may not be fully revealing of his process, but it’s as close as we’re going to get.

A more finely focused treatment would have made a much better summation of, or introduction to, Mr. Naharin’s work.