The German troupe "Wee-dance-company" was almost the only one at the festival to appeal more to the intellect than to the emotions of the audience. The performance "There's Time" by Dan Pelleg and Marko Weigert comprehensively and not without humor examines such an elusive thing as time and manages to do it in exactly one hour. In the piece, people in gray three-piece suits and bowler hats show how a well-adjusted mechanism of the human body works. Housed in a long combination, all the stages of development of movement present themselves in the deep level technique - this most acrobatic and energetic of styles, which native choreographers love so much. Only, all those flips, splits, twists and bridges look quite different with the Germans: Their athleticism shrugs off a bit of the nuances of execution and the strict logic of procedural application. The visual shape of the clock is reproduced in circular presentation. Like a fast hand, one dancer circles the stage while the others tick down the seconds in tightly interwoven movements like springs and gears in the center of the stage. As living pendulums, a couple swings on ropes on the decorative scaffolding. One metaphor follows the other: A young woman wastes time under a punctured sandbag by taking a sand shower; dancers seemingly lose themselves in time and get tangled in a cobweb of red ropes, only to announce a time break right afterwards and feed the audience sandwiches and lemonade. Black and white videos complement the choreographic explorations: A street vendor sells bundles of "time money," heavy hunks of "work time," blisters of "free time," and special knives for "killing time." A bookworm offers a hilariously funny lecture on "quantum fluctuation" and time flowing backwards, and a somewhat irritable guy lectures a balloon flying away as if it were his wife for being too careless with time. The audience is brought down to earth by the dance finale, in which the throbbing of time is expressed with tempo and rhythm: from feverish twitching of fast movements to complete immobility, which occurs with the falling of the last grain of sand in the hourglass, which has been demonstratively set up on the proscenium. The young German troupe, which has neither its own studio, nor rich sponsors or state subsidies, made an excellent performance, clearly standing out from performances of far better-off troupes. A good lesson for Russian troops who explain their failures with bad financial situation. As a (German-born, by the way) colleague of mine said, "you don't need money to think."