As we wait for the show to start, an audience member realises his seat is broken. He calls an attendant. The solution, it seems, is to move everyone in the row along one seat, so the unoccupied aisle seat be utilised. A kerfuffle ensues as the seats are reallocated.

Out of Chaos… Photo © Carnival Cinema

Then, the person whose seat has been commandeered turns up (we’ll call her Lisa) with only moments to go until the show starts. Lisa cheerfully informs the row of seat shufflers that this causes her no worries and that she will simply find another seat. There is not a hint of annoyance on her calm, happy face. Our eyes narrow at how unperturbed she is and, as we nod knowingly that she must not be from around here, Lisa sits and we are plunged into darkness.

Out of Chaos…, seen here in its world premiere, draws heavily on that most fluid of theatrical elements – light – and as the title suggests, the void from which the cast emerges to make a whole lot of evolution out of nothing, is made up of us. No-fuss-Lisa is, of course, in...