What is this virus that runs through this piece created in 2001 by Ohad Naharin? Is it the dance, which takes hold of the bodies like a trance? Or that of the stage, which is not what it seems, as the master of ceremonies in a black frac announces from the outset? Or the deconstruction at work in this masterful composition by the Israeli choreographer?
Types
- Dance
Prices
| Type | Min. | Max. |
|---|---|---|
| Base rate | 5,50€ | 46€ |
Date
Saturday 5 April 2025