The Monster Ball’s style seems [. . .] a cross between The Phantom of the Opera and Cirque du Soleil and its approach is direct, with Lady GaGa inviting her audience to take a bite of [her] bad-girl meat. At times, the dialogue is so realistic as to be banal—What's up, Toronto?—but who doesn’t want to see superpostmodernism’s diva0 in a woman-sized gyroscope?
[. . .] Lady Gaga's “electro-pop opera” is at least twice as entertaining and infinitely fresher than any stage musical written over the last decade.