New Century Hall, Manchester
Lace-clad dancers writhe and prowl across a packed dancefloor, titillating close-up audience members with their supreme confidence and awesome muscular control

Four stars, but there’s a caveat. This show is great as long as you can see what’s going on. We’re in a dark club, Ben UFO is DJing, there’s insistent bass, tsk-ing hi-hats, the floor vibrating in 4/4. And into the crowd comes a chain of dancers, dressed in nude-coloured lace body stockings. On a packed dancefloor, only those nearby get to bask in the exacting undulations of their glitching bodies. Others crowd around, craning to see, reaching phones up in the air to try to film what’s happening (and those behind try to watch the phone screen instead), or climbing the shallow bleachers at the sides of the room to get some height. There’s a reason people dance on podiums in clubs, it turns out.

Israeli choreographer Sharon Eyal ’s work has been seen on plenty of UK stages, but it has always felt like it should be in a club, with its future-creature androgyny, its hypnotic repetition, its slinking bodies with their strange and intimidating sexiness (Eyal’s co-director, Gai Behar, came from the Tel Aviv club scene). Manchester international festival thought that way, and masterminded this collab with record label Young (formerly Young Turks).

At New Century Hall, Manchester , until 16 July