This paragon of nouveau cirque isn’t named for what it does but how—together, all 50 players, by consensus—which turns out to be what the collective does, too. The shows—and certainly Le Pas du Monde—are all about working together. Launching into a backflip with one colleague’s shoulders as your springboard and another’s as your landing pad. Swan diving into a net woven from your comrades’ arms. Standing five people high on one another’s shoulders—a human skyscraper, swaying and sweaty. Dressed in a variation of street clothes, the 22 performers of Le Pas du Monde execute spectacular feats of derring-do while trusting each other and being trustworthy. It’s impossible to decide which is more astounding—the beautiful acts or the absolute commitment to an exacting ethos. As the work’s title implies, these players are Everymen and Everywomen, and they are also out of this world. After the Festival d’Avignon this month, and besides a visit to Roma Europa in October, the 2025 production resumes its tour of France—every provincial inch. —Apollinaire Scherr