Bertrand Lesca and Nasi Voutsas’ playful and poignant new show takes the form of an awkward duet, a last dance.
Coming across like a coda to their previous three pieces – Eurohouse, Palmyra and One – The End sees Lesca and Voutsas romping around the space. They roll around on the floor and perform clumsy high-fives and body bumps. They have an endearingly goofy rapport, a sense of familiarity with one another as performers, as friends.
The piece probes at ideas of collapse and mortality, the end of a friendship, the end of a life, of society, the end of the world as we know it. A series of projections on the back wall explores what the world might be like in five, 10, 1,000, 20,000 years, five million years, 10 billion years. The bigger the number the more dizzying thinking about it becomes.
As in their earlier work, the personal and universal are intertwined – it’s hard not to think of your own loved ones as, at the end of The End, the pair race around in an endless circle, feet slapping on the floor as the projected captions recount the story of their friendship as the years tick past. This extends long beyond the point of their death, spiralling into the future.
Though not part of their trilogy, it’s hard to disentangle this show from the pieces that preceded it, to judge it as a standalone work. They feel intimately linked, though this show feels more inward looking, gentler and tenderer, and as a result, all the more moving.