Between car tuning, gymnastics ribbons and dancefloor rhythms, this almost repaired and limitless microcar is definitely the star of the show. The story unfolds in a series of technical incidents (cat in the engine, strange coloured smoke, etc.) that will wreak havoc on the trip of these three chill characters full of innocence, imagination, and ineptness. In the midst of their lack of life experience, like children, they will pretend to be a police officer, a ballet dancer, a race car driver and more. The road trip turns into a festival of stunts and acrobatics, fake gymnastics moves and synthetic choreographies inspired by dances they’ve seen on TV. It’s generally accepted that you can’t get very far in a microcar that doesn’t require a license. They prove us wrong.

Between Disney on acid and Jacques Tati, Buster Keaton and scenes from Gérard Oury, Pierre Richard and Albert Dupontel, the cinematic inspiration is clearly evident. Heavy Motors evokes memories from road movies, fantasy thrillers, and film noir through absurd situations and a series of disasters, telling big and small stories for young and old. Somewhere between dance, circus and street theatre, Société Protectrice de Petites Idées refuses to be selective, fuelling its productions with its taste for paradoxes, big disparities and cultural clashes. It is an amazing work of situational comedy and a whole lot of energy.