0 can be both a starting point and a point of completion. Between these two extremities: an existence, an infinity of possibility.

Over 80 minutes, with humour and tenderness, 080 (Zero Eighty) traces, educes, narrates the story of an imaginary being: neither woman nor man, having neither genitalia nor mouth, without value, brotherless, sisterless, friendless, without modesty.

Their gestures are eloquent, their reactions unfiltered; each new experience is an upheaval recounted to us by their body.

He/ she … they do not race towards the future but neither are they bound to the past. This life in the present unfolds in a curiously modified space where the ground is sometimes hard, sometimes soft; where the ceiling begets life; where right and left coalesce. Time elapses inconsistently, stretching and contracting as it pleases.

They traverse their existence as a succession of first times, discovering themself, meeting themself, losing themself. Blossoming, hurting, entertained, moved; finally leaving without joy or pain, because that is their way. This life of twists and turns, both literally and figuratively, invites us to extend a gesture of gentleness towards our bodies.