Unwanted

Who are these dreadlocked nomads in their thick armor of feathers and fur, dancing in the dead of night amid explosions and clouds of fog? The wildly twitching tribe has something archaic and mystical about it, reminiscent of the end-of-the-world movie Mad Max and other apocalyptic science fiction. A tall, grim female warrior leads the wandering group, whose faces are barely recognizable in the gloom. Who are they fleeing from, who are they fighting against? Until We Sleep, Botis Seva's second full-length piece, quite literally remains in that foggy darkness from which Hofesh Shechter lets his urban rebels emerge, or Marco Goecke his nightmares.

Like several choreographers of the younger generation, Botis Seva is a child of immigrants — his parents come from Central Africa. In 2009, he ...