The medley of mercurial slapstick and bravado that follows is pocked with weighty imagery. As the girls walk along an ever-cascading staircase of hands created by the eight men, their treetop excursion flips traditional gender roles upside down. A vast, billowing canvas is lifted and indented from below to create, with some cunning lighting, turrets, shifting dunes and possibly a huge nipple. All very cute.