Elephant in the Room

What the ten artists unleash on the dance floor is a martial declaration of war against war: the furious dance-out of a collective trauma, initiated by Annabelle Dvir. In her Radical Archive, a dancer lies on the floor. A board descends upon her like a coffin lid. The performers are dancing on this seesaw, on the bones of a woman. The strings of the guitar illustrate the crushing. A life torn apart by war knows no imagination. Everything is contaminated with fear and horror in this dance performance, which brings the rage to a boil in the confines of the stage, hoping to reach delegations of dance producers from Europe, Asia, Africa, and America. After two years, they have the opportunity to visit Israel again in the midst of a fragile ceasefire in order to see dance of the freshest ...