In Philippe Decoufle’s “Tricodex” a wheeled wooden frame creates a proscenium evoking stages of yore; in and around it old-fashioned feats of balance and flying seem to be caught in gaslight illuminating the dark. Village Voice 5/4/04
Lyon Opera Ballet
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