Showing posts with label Mariusz Kwiecien. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mariusz Kwiecien. Show all posts

Sunday, 16 February 2014

Another moral maze - Don Giovanni, Royal Opera, 14 January 2014

I'm not sure that scheduling Don Giovanni on Valentine's Day isn't asking for trouble - or perhaps the Royal Opera was actually tipping us the wink that this Don wasn't the heartless seducer of old?  Either way, and despite mixed reviews, I was looking forward to this production with some anticipation.

First of all let me just say that even when I go to a performance some time after the premier, as in this case, I make a point of trying to avoid formal reviews and blogs, lest they cloud my judgement in some way. Twitter however is almost impossible to avoid and there were some fairly vociferous reactions on my timeline including hints of dire goings-on at the finale.  This notwithstanding, I was suitably intrigued and if nothing else, it would be a chance to catch up with the glorious music of Mozart, who can withstand most, of not all of any directorial shenanigans.


While the overture is still playing, the curtain opens on a fairly bland facade of a house, somewhat reminiscent of the set of Kasper Holten's previous directorial outing here, Eugene Onegin.  Given my reaction to that production, I wasn't entirely encouraged but things soon picked up as the highly vaunted light show sprang into life.  Soon dozens of names had been artfully inscribed on the grey background, testament to the Don's many conquests.    I thought the visual aspects of the production were very good and in the most part effective.  Splashes of colour at the appropriate moments worked well and the visual effects were stunning in places.  But....and its a big but...I'm not entirely sure that the visual effects didn't overshadow or overwhelm the singers at times.  While the so-called 'Champagne Aria' was visually stunning (if a little vertigo-inducing) I do wonder if the applause was for the singer or the effect?

And not only did we have the constant changes of lighting but also the ever-whirling cuboid set.  Its a wonder that none of the singers got lost or emerged from the wrong door.  While this was quite effective to begin with, the novelty wore off and towards the end I was just wishing the singers would all stand still for a minute instead of constantly whirling or going upstairs and down.  So on the whole I enjoyed the visuals (including the gorgeous costumes) but felt that perhaps less is more.



So much for the visuals.

The story you would think is a fairly straightforward one - after all the subtitle to Don Giovanni is Il dissoluto punito - The rake punished.  However no modern day director worth his salt can resist tweaking the story to fit a concept and sure enough here our Don is less of a vicious if charming rapist, murderer and seducer...more of a middle-aged rake having a mid-life crisis.  He bounces from woman to woman and none put up even the most token resistance....all fall to his charms including Donna Anna, who right from the start has enjoyed her fling with the charming Don and then finds herself lying to all and sundry about the nature of their relationship, crying rape and then calling for revenge for her father's death.  Donna Elvira and Zerlina barely come off much better in this production, with Zerlina portrayed as a girl on the make and willing to throw over her husband on her wedding day, and Elvira moping about constantly believing she can change the Don's wicked ways.

The Don himself is just a man having a bad day - although given that he at least gets to have sex a couple of times in this production (at least suggested) then he does okay.  Oh and he also murders Donna Anna's father but that seems less of a problem in this production. My problem with the concept (apart from the treatment of women) is that if the Don is not the hell-bent dissolute who murders and deceives...then who is he?  And what is the point of the Commendatore reappearing to extract justice if in fact he doesn't?  Or at least he didn't seem to - hard to tell with the fudged ending.

To be honest, I'm not as up in arms as some about the abbreviated ending as some appear to be.  Given what had gone one beforehand then it actually fit with the directors concept.  From what I can gather the Don doesn't get dragged down to hell but is left in some sort of limbo while the rest of the cast sing from the orchestra pit.   Go figure.

I thought the musical values were very high indeed and for me this (and the music of Mozart) was the saving grace.  Mariusz Kwiecien was on form as the eponymous Don, his voice robust and he cut a lithe and athletic figure.  I much preferred him here than when I saw him as Posa in Don Carlo.  He was well matched in his Leporello here played by Alex Esposito and the two singers struck up a beleivable partnership, less master and servant, more equal partners in crime.  Antonio Poli had the unenviable task of making Don Ottavio interesting or sympathetic...and failed.  Not his fault and his voice was pleasant and mostly up to the task that Mozart set him.  But I have yet to see a production of Don Giovanni where the Ottatvio is anything more than a dramatic cipher.

Malin Bystrom as Donna Anna was a revelation for me.  Her voice was agile, creamy and yet with plenty of dramatic heft when required. Veronique Gens as Elvira was similarly impressive if not quite in the same league - although Elvira has less vocal 'fireworks' than Anna.  Her characterisation of Elvira was dignified and restrained.  Elizabeth Watts and Dawid Kimberg as Zerlina and Masetto were fine but not outstanding.

Final verdict?  I didn't exactly hate the production but found some of the concepts a bit questionable.  The physical production and light show were novel but perhaps a little less would be easier on the eye.  On a side note I do wonder if the full effects of this production will come out well on DVD - which I presume will be on the way?





Sunday, 12 May 2013

Starry Starry Night - Don Carlo, Royal Opera 11th May 2013

I may have mentioned this before but I love Verdi.  I may also have mentioned that my current favourite tenor is Jonas Kaufmann. So imagine what would happen if my two loves were combined in one fabulous evening....read on.

Don Carlo is one of Verdi's most epic opera - both in ambition and scale.  With a performance length hovering at around 4 and a half hours, this takes commitment both from the artists and the audience.  Not all of the audience were up to it and a couple of young women seated next to me abandoned ship at the first interval  their places gratefully taken by an Italian couple from the standing places. But perseverance pays dividends for this is one of Verdi's most ravishing scores wrapped in a deeply dark political and personal plot.

Hearing Jonas Kaufmann's voice live in the theatre for the first time is probably something I will always remember.  Yes, of course it sounds just a good as on DVD or CD, but live in the theatre you can feel the full impact of the varied tone and dynamics.  But I can now sort of understand why some reviewers think that hasn't got a 'Verdi voice' - it lacks the typical ping and innate sunshine in the sound, but in Don Carlo this matters less given the dark overtones throughout.  I for one would gladly listen to Herr Kaufmann in whatever he chooses to sing.  Yes, even Wagner!


But he wasn't the only vocal star of the evening. There was barely a weak link in this magnificent cast, even given the cancellation of Anja Harteros who was due to appear as Elisabetta but cancelled due to acute tonsillitis.  I won't go into the furore (not in the House but on social media) that greeted this latest of many cancellations, but will simply say that her replacement was much more than adequate.  Lianna Haroutounian has an impressive dark toned voice with ringing high notes and sympathetic acting in her portrayal of Elisabetta and she clearly impressed the audience judging by her reception at the end of the opera.  I would hope that the ROH management are even now beating down her door armed with future contracts.

In the role of Rodrigio, Mariusz Kwiecien displayed a robust baritone but I found his acting in this role pretty generalised, although I appear to have been in the minority as he also was cheered to the rafters. Beatrice Uria-Monzon sang Princess Eboli who cut a beautiful figure (as her character should) but whose voice is an acquired taste.

The fabulous Ferrricio Furlanetto as the despotic tyrant  Philip humanised by Verdi's music, was simply sublime.  Out of all of the singers on stage he was the one who fully embodied the role he was playing - that comes from over 30 years of playing the role and the experience shows.  His duet with the Grand Inquisitor as sung by Eric Halfvarson was masterly and almost the best moment in the opera.  Almost.

Although hard to pick the greatest moment out of so many great moments, the best for me was the final heart-rending farewell duet between Carlo and Elisabetta at the tomb of Carlos V.  It was simply ravishing and I cannot imagine I will ever hear it sung so beautifully again.  Kaufmann dared to reduce his voice to the merest whisper in places and yet was still clearly audible.  Haroutounian joined in this Verdian 'liebestod' until there was barely a dry eye in the house.

Last but certainly not least, Antonio Pappano led the orchestra in a rousing and dynamic reading of this complex music.  The ROH Chorus too played a vital role in making the performance come alive.

I've concentrated on the singing in this review and I think that's how it should be.  Nicholas Hytner's production has been well documented elsewhere and has both detractors and admirers.  It's semi-abstract style certainly doesn't detract from an outstanding evening although I don't think it particularly added anything either.  I've certainly seen the autdo-da-fe done better but as I say, it didn't detract from the fabulous singing and acting on stage.


I've said that I cannot imagine hearing the final duet sung so beautifully again - actually I'm hoping I will as I'm revisiting this on the 18th May where I hope to be blown away all over again.