Absurdity, weird sounds, prostheses and hung bodies. Watching the perfect technique of the perfect/androgynous bodies of the cyborg dancers/creatures of The Company Marie Chouinard is a pleasure. Dismantled pieces become a body part of the dancer, allowing h(er/im) to deconstruct the body in the strangest ways.
“The work’s movements plumb the insoluble mystery of the body, of the living being.”
