A “spatial arrangement”, maybe, but managed by a theatre stage director. The almost naked stage – a few scattered music stands, blue linens and a lone chair plunged into semi-darkness – and the lighting work could evoke Bob Wilson’s plays, if his actors were directed by Johan Simons, manipulating and subverting expectations. The acting efficiently makes up for the very limited material means and the music is especially fine.
David Perrault Fomalhaut