When worldviews collapse, certainties crumble, and one can lose one's footing as a political observer, an evening about fall and toppling gains metaphorical power. In Rafaële Giovanola's
Gravity, gravity constantly forces the people to the ground— the company from tanzmainz, in their hoodies, may initially seem like a dangerous gang, but nobody is invincible. 36 legs are in play, and some or even all of them always fail. Knees buckle, bodies topple. The choreographer explores various forms of stumbling on an arena stage. Everyone is running and rolling backwards, sliding across the floor as if they were being sucked out of the hall. And Tiago Cerqueira's beat creates a pull that sweeps and torments. This builds into a frenzy of movement and repeatedly comes to rest between tension and ...
