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This visually impressive dance-rave thrill ride from Buenos Aires—half techno party, half avant-garde mood piece—includes a glum urban everyman on a treadmill, wet girls flopping onto a plastic ceiling and lots of angry stomp-dancing. Neither director Diqui James nor his energetic ensemble seems to care much about what it all means.—David Cote
Discounted tickets are available through January 5, 2014.