One of the characters, with his long hair and loose clothes, is constantly looking for movement. Impatient, he chirps and agitates frantically. The other, more discreet, shows a real obsession with immobility. He keeps “storing” his balls. But they are made to roll, and soon he is the one who is manipulated by them. Unlike a juggler, he is carried, thrown and rolled by his own ball. The (good) surprises follow one another and the audience, between laughter and breathlessness, seems unanimous. The ballet is running smoothly. And is far from making us dizzy.