Five dancers move to the rhythm of the metronome. Their mechanical movements resume, the machine heats up and demands impeccable rigor from them. As her artistic language matures, choreographer Catherine Gaudet sets out in search of a space beneath the bodies where desires can be reborn despite the weight of constraint. 

Behind the innocuous appearance of this systematically traced collective score, there's a whiff of cheap varnish that will eventually crack. In tune with the contradictory pulsations of her time, Gaudet surrounds herself with her faithful accomplices to explore the pretense of the spectacular apparatus. After a while, repetition becomes the troublesome agent of performers turned instrumentalists. It makes the valve hiss, allowing the excess steam of salty bodies to escape. De-pression is the flip side of grandiosity. Here, the risk of a lapse in taste is very real, but necessary to maintain the balance.