“If Jacques Tati had entered “the railways” rather than La Poste, Jour de fête would have been turned upside down, just think! And this great clown that we adore would surely have taken service in the ranks of the company La Boîte à sel, headlining a charming weekend: the second festival for young audiences organized at the Antre Peaux.
Track, a show that crowns three years of work, marks the meeting of the rail and poetry, with here and there a touch of youthful groove like a mix of the frères Jacques and Massive Attack.
Everything happens along a circuit where little electric trains meander and intersect. An old locomotive whistles, another goes choo-choo, wagons creak, barriers open and close in time, all piloted by a tall, unexplainable lunar figure, a switchman completely overwhelmed by his wacky convoys on bizarre trajectories. Track, a “sonic and visual object” of thunder, was a full house yesterday afternoon. The show delighted the kids and most of their parents.”
