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Beursssssschouwburgers, What does it mean to really listen in a world full of noise, one in which voices are often lost? How can we become better listeners, instead of simply waiting for our turn to speak? That's what we'll be reaching for in 2025, whether during a silent club night, watching a film poem, in front of a purple soundsystem or in the breathing space of a good conversation. Oh and listen, we know who's going to renovate beursschouwburg! A very big merci to 2024 <3 Hear you soon, B. x

Two tender shorts portray young men from a Paris banlieue and gypsy women from Montpellier, exploring how they view love, relationships, and themselves.

In a desolate landscape, ravaged by war, a half-human dancer tries to listen to the voices of the stones, the plants, the animals.

Filmmaking in exile: a screening, a conversation and a (sort of) masterclass.

When words are repeated and repeated and repeated until they lose all meaning, can dance still offer a way out?