Shunned by her father and betrayed by people in the business, the only man a Jewish ballerina trusts is a Christian stagehand who is struggling not to fall in love with her.
In 1989, a Jewish American ballerina wants one thing: to become prima ballerina for the San Francisco Ballet. As she waits in the wings to go onstage, the lead ballerina doesn’t show, though the orchestra has played the overture twice. The Jewish ballerina pushes past other dancers to audition five minutes before curtain goes up. Desperate, San Francisco’s artistic director gives her the nod.
When the curtain comes down, the audience goes crazy. Two visiting Russians are impressed with her that night: her dance partner who needs his green card and intends to marry her to get it, and a Bolshoi Director who is eager to hire her. When the Russian dancer tells the Bolshoi director that she’s a Jew, his opinion of her plummets since he has a long history of ruining Jewish careers. The next morning, she reads his disparaging comments in the critics’ columns. Infuriated by the bad press, San Francisco’s artistic director demotes her back to the corps de ballet.
One other person notices her as well, a Christian stagehand. As he watches her dance he becomes entranced, and is pitched into a struggle between loving God and loving her.