Inside @ Zoo Roxy

The connection between post-rock and contemporary dance appears obvious. Repetition, sharp shifts of dynamic, poignant melancholy gradually rising towards a lonely ecstasy, the celebration of technique and precision: Jean Abreu's choreography finds a natural reflection in the music of 65daysofstatic.

Whether Inside is using prison as a metaphor, or literally exploring the interior worlds of the incarcerated, the five male dancers slip between darkness and shade, bonding and breaking, while constantly searching in vain for escape. There are a few moments of preening masculinity on display - the inevitable balancing on the skull - but these are rapidly subsumed into a constrained and limited sequence of moves and gestures.

Almost unremittingly bleak - the quiet passages are disconsolate rather than gentle, Abreu takes the Belgian tradition of awkward bodies, abandons its often abstract narratives and pins the audience with an hour of rough virtuousity. It's the universality of dance again: not as elegant but brutal, frightening and questioning.

For fans of Alain Platel, the style is familiar: raw, energetic and slowly building towards disorientating complexity from a basic, simple sequence of movements. Yet Abreu is darker than the Belgian, admitting a more masculine intensity. Bracing, ecstatic in its vicious restraint, Inside sets the pace for abstract, erudite choreography this Fringe.