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Showing posts with label Don Pasquale. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Don Pasquale. Show all posts
Sunday, July 15, 2018
Thursday, May 11, 2017
MASTERFUL JUSTIN AUSTIN
Monday, April 18, 2016
COMMEDIA DELL'ARTE LIVES ON
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| The cast of DIVAria Productions' Don Pasquale |
Yes, we know that The Metropolitan Opera is trashing its beloved productions and losing subscribers en masse. Yes, we know that the reborn New York City Opera is floundering due to poor artistic choices and inadequate marketing. Yes, we know that DiCapo Opera went under. But, big but here, New York is replete with small companies that are redefining opera for new audiences with fresh ideas and presenting them in unexpected venues.
Last night we attended a production of Donizetti's 1843 opera buffa Don Pasquale that had excellent musical values and high spirits to spare, delighting the youthful audience and this reviewer. Musical Director Fabio Bezuti performed at the piano in a reduced score which included two violins and a cello. The small group captured all of Donizetti's effervescence right from the overture.
Mr. Diaz' direction went a long way toward making up for the lack of titles. With our minimal Italian vocabulary and the dramatic skills of the cast, we knew exactly what was happening. Additionally, there was a narrator invented by Mr. Diaz with dialogue written by himself and Andrew Bell. This was no ordinary narrator but the chief servant in Don Pasquale's home who gossiped about the crazy situation and filled in the points of the plot. This non-singing role was taken by Christen Mathern who did a swell job.
The singing was uniformly up to snuff. Arias, duets, trios and quartets all came off well. Voices were well balanced in every case.
In the title role we had Jorge Ocasio whose resonant bass and fine comic timing excelled. His interpretation of the role was short on "nasty" and "pathetic", rather evoking sympathy for this poor old man who wants to recapture his youth by marrying a young woman. In an invented scene, choreographer Jody Oberfelder had him dancing in fantasy with a quartet of young women in poodle skirts, emphasizing the memories an old man would have of his youth. His performance was the very embodiment of Pantalone.
As Norina, Ashley Bell sang with bright coloratura. This is the third time we have reviewed her performances and remain impressed. In keeping with the commedia dell'arte origins of the libretto, the acting was over the top. In a plot to get around the "foolish old man" character, she is obliged to masquerade as Sofronia, a shy convent girl who changes into a hellion once the marriage contract is signed. Ms. Bell handled the transformation well with some help by costume changes. She was the embodiment of the wily Columbina.
The "Scapino" role of Dr. Malatesta was wonderfully sung and acted by baritone Jim Wright who conveyed chicanery to spare, and the "Pierrot" role of Ernesto, Don Pasquale's nephew, was well sung by tenor David Guzman. This scheming trio treated Don P. so badly that our sympathies were shifted toward the poor old man.
The original 19th c. librettist Giovanni Ruffini removed his name from the score, so distressed was he by Donizetti's dominance. But the story is a variation of a story dating back to 16th c. Italy and associated with carnevale. And so, in keeping with tradition, Mr. Diaz has interpreted the tale in his own fashion. That it spoke to our need to see ourselves in all of our clichéd glory was made evident by the abundant laughter and applause.
Aren't we all a bit foolish? a bit devious? a bit gullible?
(c) meche kroop
Monday, May 11, 2015
THE MASTERY of XIAOMENG ZHANG
Friday, February 15, 2013
FUN PASQUALE
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| Deanna Breiwick, Tobias Greenhalgh, Jeongcheol Cha |
But, in this case, Jeongcheol Cha created such a sympathetic character that our sympathies shifted toward him and less toward the slacker nephew, portrayed by Javier Abreu, a rather unprepossessing fellow who appeared unworthy of the beautiful and spunky Norina, performed by Deanna Breiwick. The crafty Doctor Malatesta, portrayed by the too young and too handsome Tobias Greenhalgh, initiates a plan to show Don Pasquale how awful marriage is by presenting Norina as his convent-raised sister Sofronia, the perfect wife. Naturally as soon as the fake marriage contract is signed, Norina proceeds to go through the Don's fortune and to demolish his self-esteem with her wanton ways. There was a very moving moment when Norina realized how she has injured her future father-in-law; remorse was written all over Ms. Breiwick's lovely face.
Mr. Cha's sturdy bass-baritone served him well in the bel canto style; Mr. Greenhalgh who, in spite of his matinee idol looks and youth, created a dashing image of a doctor who manages to pull off the stunt with panache; his baritone was most pleasant to the ear. Ms. Breiwick, whose gorgeous golden locks were hidden under a dowdy brown wig, used her lustrous soprano and superior technique to illuminate the coloratura passages with distinction. Just listen to that liquid silver trill! Mr. Abreu has a sweet but small tenor and failed to enlist our sympathies for his character.
In a bit of luxury casting, some of Juilliard's finest singers composed the ensemble. In Swinging Sixties wigs and costumes we had fun trying to recognize them.
The conductor Stephen Lord and the director James Robinson were imported from St. Louis; we were not impressed. Donizetti's music must sparkle like a diamond and what we heard sounded more like a rhinestone. Not bad, just a bit lackluster. The Juilliard Orchestra has sounded better on other occasions.
As far as the direction goes, we saw no reason to place the story in the 1960's, a decade no more relevant to our lives today than the time period in which Donizetti and librettist Giovanni Ruffini placed the action. This anachronism left us in a disjointed frame of mind when horses and coaches were mentioned. We were not outraged as we are when serious classics are trashed, just mildly irritated. There should be a point and there isn't one. To make matters worse, there were even more contemporary touches like the personal trainer and the green juice drink that didn't belong to the 60's at all. That being said, these funny bits were....funny.
Set designer Shoko Kambara created a beautiful set for the Don's home with overstuffed furniture and burnished wooden walls that made us think we were going to see an epoch-valid production. When Norina has the home redecorated, everything appeared to be of the art deco period, another anachronism.
Costumes by Amanda Seymour were colorful and apropos the period. Still, we were left wondering why Norina, appearing as the modest Sofronia in a black dress, would be wearing bright shiny red stilettos. In sum, this was a production in which one would do well to forget dramatic logic and just listen to the delightful young artists as they embark on what promises to be some very illustrious careers on the opera stage.
(c) meche kroop
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