“…Castello proves himself unwavering in his belief, consistently sarcastic and anarchical and abetted by an excellent group of four female and two bearded and long-haired male dancers, each possessing his or her own particular character and physicality, alongside a mistress of ceremonies, Alessandra Moretti, expressing herself in a discourse on art in pseudo-Brazilian.
(…) Then it is time for the infernal ‘truth’, an extended dance, full of energy, a jubilant saraband of great virtuosity, deliberately excessive both in intensity and duration, like those who have literally been possessed by the Devil. Castello’s fascination with the tradition of African movement, tackled in his previous Mbira, here brims over in breath-taking rhythmic mastery; the sounds are techno, jazz and folk…”

“…Castello proves himself unwavering in his belief, consistently sarcastic and anarchical and abetted by an excellent group of four female and two bearded and long-haired male dancers, each possessing his or her own particular character and physicality, alongside a mistress of ceremonies, Alessandra Moretti, expressing herself in a discourse on art in pseudo-Brazilian.
(…) Then it is time for the infernal ‘truth’, an extended dance, full of energy, a jubilant saraband of great virtuosity, deliberately excessive both in intensity and duration, like those who have literally been possessed by the Devil. Castello’s fascination with the tradition of African movement, tackled in his previous Mbira, here brims over in breath-taking rhythmic mastery; the sounds are techno, jazz and folk…”

“…feverish, attractive and playful… (…) …their clean movements, the balanced emphasis of expressiveness, the profanity of posture and the grotesque smirk, amount to an hourly performance which is an irresistible danced pun…”