Everything brings us back to the body

A naked man dances with a brass plate. Producing its own music, diffracting light into strange reflections, this one seems animated with a life of its own and takes us into a universe that gently navigates between baroque chiaroscuro and futuristic images.

In this pas de deux, the boundary between the animate and the inanimate blurs and, from resistance to inertia, the strengths of each are diminished. Behind the plasticity of the images, the harshness becomes increasingly visible. Invoking both the Persian poet Rumi and the Cameroonian philosopher Achille Mbembe, Everything brings us back to the body reveals the predatory logics that govern our world, indiscriminately exhausting land, bodies, dreams and desires. Will we be able to cut the threads?