LeeSaar Doles Out Guns, Butter, and a Herd of Bulls
by SUSAN YUNG for the Village Voice

Saar Harari's dance and Israeli military training seem incongruous — if not physically, then karma-wise — but after Herd of Bulls works up a head of steam, it makes perverse sense and gives "task-oriented" choreography a new twist.

published: November 8, 2005

Where There’s Sex, There’s Frustration
by JENNIFER DUNNING for the New York Times
published: September 29, 2006

Somehow this is all strangely asexual, and it makes for a tedious 45 minutes, perhaps because, as two admiring audience members suggested, frustration tends to become tedious.

Slithering Over the Edge of the Envelope to See What Happens
by CLAUDIA LA ROCCO for the New York Times
published: February 20, 2007

Here Ms. Sher occupies a slightly awkward place. Since she trained primarily as an actress, her movement isn’t on the level of the other dancers’. Mr. Harari and Ms. Cremer, on the other hand, aggravate this erotic, violent aesthetic with particular force; both supple and painfully thin, their bodies are full of desire, hunger. They lack buffers.

But they also lack context and specificity — the kind that exist within the art itself.