There is not simply “the enemy”, and it is not always “over there.” Rather, the enemy might be a lover, a friend; it might dwell in the heart, and resist being pinned down to the position of perpetrator – or victim; and named war, or capitalism, or patriarchy one might like to fight it over there, while enjoying its profits right here. (Antke Engel)

Within an abandoned swimming pool, a curtain is set as both the backdrop and shield for two performers claiming to represent an underground organisation. In blazes of colour and trails of smoke, with nods to Kenneth Anger, the Weather Underground and Jean Genet, Lorenz and Boudry proclaim the power of refusal and the right to opacity.