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Showing posts with label Lee Blakeley. Show all posts
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Tuesday, August 20, 2013
THE GRANDEST DUCHESSE OF THEM ALL
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| Susan Graham and Paul Appleby (photo by Ken Howard) |
Offenbach's La Grande Duchesse de Gerolstein is a trifle, a cream puff filled with air that could collapse if it were roughly handled. Not so here! The work was affectionately and gently handled by Director Lee Blakely. There is nothing here to sink your teeth into but there is plenty to get the corners of your mouth to turn up. We dare you to try to wipe the grin off your face.
The story concerns one very domineering Duchess who refuses her suitor, the pink-suited Prince Paul -- hilariously portrayed by the versatile baritone Jonathan Michie (who apprenticed at SFO for two years)-- in favor of Fritz, a very clumsy private in the army whom she elevates to general. One can imagine the irate reaction of General Boum, hilariously portrayed by bass Kevin Burdette who has a real flair for Offenbach (seen in that composer's La Périchole at New York City Opera) who gets successively demoted as Fritz gets promoted. Mr. Appleby has major fun portraying Fritz who is transformed from a bumbling private into a confident general.
His sweetheart was beautifully sung by lovely soprano Anya Matanovič. The Baron Puck was performed by a funny Aaron Pegram, a character tenor of great talent. We were further delighted to see several apprentices onstage, doing justice to their roles as Baron Grog (Jared Bybee), a notary (Dan Kempson), an aide-de-camp (Theo Lebow) and bridesmaids (Shelley Jackson, Julia Ebner, Sarah Mesko and Sishel Claverie).
The wild onstage antics and sight gags are so effective that it is easy to lose sight of the glorious singing onstage but mezzo Ms. Graham never disappoints and throws herself into the outrageous role with delicious abandon. We loved the chorus lineup of soldiers collapsing like dominoes and we loved the sound they produced (thanks to Chorus Master Susanne Sheston). We laughed ourselves silly over Fritz' going into battle on a wooden pyramid masquerading as a horse. We loved the seduction scene between clueless Fritz and the predatory Duchess. Other scenes that captured our fancy include the group of women reading letters from their soldier sweethearts and Fritz describing his triumph over the enemy by getting them drunk.
The frothy melodies kept the orchestra on their collective toes, conducted in true Gallic style by Maestro Emmanuel Villaume. Scenic design by Adrian Linford was effective, as was lighting by Rick Fisher. Dazzling period costumes and resplendent officer's uniforms were by Jo van Schuppen. We would be remiss not to mention the no-holds-barred choreography by Peggy Hickey; it seemed to us the dancers had as much fun as the singers, dancing the can-can with wild abandon. Oh how the audience of 1867 must have loved that! But the audience of 2013 loved it no less.
Dialogue by Mr. Blakeley was spoken in English; songs were sung in French. Diction was excellent on all accounts. Our only tiny quibble was setting the piece in a military academy when it is clearly an army outpost. To have a Duchess, you would have had to have a European army. We do not think that this "adjustment" made the piece any more relevant to a contemporary audience.
© meche kroop
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
EXOTIC EROTIC PEARL
| Nicole Cabell |
| Christopher Magiera |
| Eric Cutler |
Could one ask for anything more than gorgeous music, beautifully conducted and sung in the service of bringing to life the never ending conflict between individual desire and community duty? It's a problem that exists for every generation and we are glad of it since it provides countless opera plots. Composed by Georges Bizet when he was only 24 years old, the setting for this conflict is exotic, erotic and totally captivating. As usual, the Santa Fe Opera got everything right in their presentation of The Pearl Fishers.
We are in the last third of the 19th c. on the island formerly known as Ceylon; we are among a community of pearl fishers whose lives are fraught with peril and whose mentality is given over to superstition. We have two men in love with the same woman who returns the love of one of them. Zurga the head fisherman and Nadir have close bonds of brotherhood and have vowed to give up their love of Leila to preserve their friendship. Zurga has gotten himself chosen to lead the group, a power play that perhaps consoles him for the loss of his love. Nadir has chosen to live in the woods, but as the opera opens he has returned to his community. Leila has been selected to be a priestess of Brahma whose role it is to pray and remain chaste to guarantee the safety of this fragile community. If she adheres to her vows of chastity she will be given the most valuable pearl; if she fails, she will be put to death. Nadir discovers her behind her veil and importunes her until her resistance is nearly overcome. They are discovered and threatened with the most extreme punishment. To learn how this plot evades the customary deaths of the star couple, you will have to take a ride up to the Santa Fe Opera to find out. You won't be disappointed.
Exotically beautiful Nicole Cabell, heard to great advantage a few days earlier at the Santa Fe Concert Association recital, carried the role of Leila with consummate artistry. Her clarion soprano offered intense feeling supported by admirably precise coloratura technique; her trillssounded like silvery water. Tenor Eric Cutler, well remembered from his Santa Fe Opera debut as Don Giovanni made a compelling Nadir with his fluid legato and right-on acting, letting the audience know just how conflicted he was by his lust/love for Leila and his brotherly love/loyalty toward Zurga. His "Je crois entendre encore" hit the goosebump level. Christopher Magiera used his sturdy baritone to great advantage as Zurga, showing the audience just how a man disappointed in romance can seek power as a substitute. His ultimate sacrifice is heartbreaking. French diction was so excellent that the titles scarcely needed to be consulted.
Bizet's youthful music is always tuneful, at times evincing a delicate filigree and at other times raw passion. One readily appreciates the origins from which sprang his Carmen, many years later. We are only 15 minutes into the piece when we are treated to the gorgeous tenor/baritone duet "Au fond du temple saint" and this heart-stopping melody recurs several times during the all-too-short evening. But perhaps one shouldn't complain about the brevity since the action moves forward without ceasing and gives a sense of unity and conciseness. As conducted by Maestro Emmanuel Villaume we hear every motive as it skips around the orchestra. Particularly notable were some woodwind solos and some lovely harp playing.
Director Lee Blakeley and scenic designer Jean-Marc Puisssant created a production that was straightforward dramatically but a bit puzzling. We wondered about the vermeil picture frame bisecting the stage on an angle; was this meant to suggest that we were watching a storybook event? When the erring couple was apprehended the frame was lowered, perhaps meant to be an earthquake that punished them for their violation of vows. Were the European looking elements at stage right meant to refer to a British presence during the Raj?
We loved the costume design of Brigitte Reiffenstuel. Leila's exotic costumes were set off by the dull-colored but interestingly styled costumes of the fishermen and their women. That the chorus of apprentices sang so well under the directorship of Susanne Sheston was another plus in this production. Each one seemed to have an individual personality and appearance. In sum, it was another stellar evening at the Santa Fe Opera. It made us wonder why this gorgeous opera is so rarely performed. It deserves better.
(c) meche kroop
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