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La Planète Decouflé
Our choreographer Philippe Decouflé can’t stop holding off the world’s despair by knocking poetic prototypes that exhaust sadness.
We leap into this Planète Decouflé by François Roussillon as we would into a Mary Poppins picture, with the same trust in the ridiculous proposals handed to us to sample. Behind the unbridled image of an incredibly popular artist, our choreographer never ceases to keep the despair of the world at bay by tinkering with poetic prototypes that exhaust sadness. The entire film acts in this way, in echoed counterpoints to the image he has been stuck with since the opening and closing ceremonies of the Albertville Winter Olympics in 1992.
Decouflé’s dance owes much to circus, which he studied, and to the teaching of Alwin Nikolaïs, from whom he takes the extension of the visual and choreographic composition to all the parameters of a show. Another vital element in his universe: Guillotel’s objects-costumes that divert the body from its usual mobility and make it the living medium of imaginary forms. These optical flesh and bone illusions blend marvellously into the creativity of the choreographer, the Professor Calculus of dance, who flushes out and depicts the fanciful relationships between the mechanical and the living.
Source : Fabienne Arvers
