The most exciting aspect of this multi-faceted theatrical installation is the seatbelt requirement at the point of departure. The audience members are collected into three blackened out mini-buses and shipped to an unknown destination.

Some members are silent and full of anticipation, others are quietly making guesses as to where we might be going, in a way reminiscent of a school trip.

Once there, however, we are confronted with a massive perpendicular formation made of heavyweight gauze, hiding a projection grid. What ensues in the next 45 minutes or so is a mystifying episodic dance involving figures in white kimonos, accompanied by a video projection and varying intensities of lighting and sound. Occasionally the effect is deliberately assaulting and potentially disturbing, unless you’ve reached a point where you are already past caring. And judging by the number of people who reached for their mobiles as soon as they were loaded into the buses for their journey back, the spell cast by this unusual piece got easily and eagerly broken.