This is an abstract piece of great visual beauty… Aestheticism triumphs at each step. For Saburo, music, plastic arts and dance create a single, unique object, with certain passages remaining engraved in our spirits, like the one where the choreographer leaps with his feet together on this broken glass, raising a cloud of dust.
Speed, fluidity, extreme rigor … each gesture has overwhelming force. Here the dance echoes bodies that are broken, tortured, disturbing images, like when a dancer snatches up a piece of glass in his mouth or when Saburo lays down fully on a pile of crystals. The dancers cross the space like arrows, and, a moment later, droop near the rectangle of glass, brushing the cutting shards with their hands. Each instant, gentleness and cruelty, murmurs and cries, flexibility and tension alternate in a continuous, poetic movement.
It is this fluctuation between violence and delicateness, this constant transition from one atmosphere to the next, that creates an impact, hypnotizes the audience amazed by the troop's virtuosity…. To appreciate this choreographic piece, one must have a curiosity for this work, deconstructed but with great, splendid abstraction.

Flawless in plastic art terms, physically intelligent, silent – aside from the moans of the dancers, this piece, balanced between men and women, impartial, is a jewel. No need for a diamond, each tiny piece of glass reflects the light.