Stemming from a tradition of foolery that harks back to the Middle Ages, this grotesque ensemble keeps audiences amused and constantly off-guard. Their deadpan stares, their misshapen and gyrating bodies and their dumb-show drolleries are surreal rather than threatening. It helps, as various members climb through the audience, that they deposit tiny origami birds into outstretch palms. Since there is no through-line to engross us, a spirit of camaraderie descends upon the packed audience. When we are asked to help “tent” ourselves and we can no longer see the stage, we realize that we have been duped into ending the piece ourselves. I thought their joke on us ending their shenanigans was just right.