I felt as if I had slipped into the lair of a magician, not the sort to do mere sleight of hand or clever card tricks, but the real thing, who knows how to turn princes into frogs or make dolls come alive. In this laboratory of enchantment, dancer Justin Reiter skims about the room, no melodrama, just a business-like seriousness on his face. A flick of his wrist, a snap, a pointing finger, and an immobile dancer moves to his silent commands.


As if using gestures learned from his experiments with the others, Justin impels his puppet (perhaps his creation?)—Whim W’Him‘s newest dancer, Patrick Kildane—to do his bidding. Choreographer Dominic Walsh has some reluctance to spell out ahead of time his intentions i