Well, if Candlemas Eve is when you're supposed to put an end to Christmassy things, why not with a performnce of this sublime pantomime?
A very good opening night - the singers are mostly very impressive (the Three Ladies were a little shrill, and the three boys were sung by three ... children, which was sweet, but demonstrated why it should be done by adults): Samantha Hay's Queen of the Night was astonishing: every note smack bang in tune, no shrieking, and with a seeming infinite lung capacity - by far the most impressive vocal performance of the evening. John Savournin's Sarastro wasn't as formidable - he has an impressive range, a fine lyricism and sense of line, and his intonation was impeccable - but there wasn't the "heft" of the best singers in this role, none of that glorious resonance that I long for from the role. Vuvu Mpofu has a glorious voice, and sang Pamina superbly, and Kang Wang as Tamino was a fine, lyrical tenor. This is one of the best-singing ensembles that Opera North has ever gathered for a production - there wasn't a weak link amongst them.
Acting in the (frequent) spoken dialogue was, with one exception, feeble - lines fluffed, missed, stiff delivery and movement, like an AmDram G&S production. The one exception was the star of the show, Gavan Ring as Papageno: hilarious, and beautifully sung.
The direction of James Brining was full of inventive ideas that didn't, I feel, entirely gel together. The opening premise seeemed to be that this was all the dream of a little girl as her parents held a dinner party downstairs (we saw this being set up during the Overture) - but then, for the rest of the First Act, the characters moved around her taking no notice of her, and she didn't seem to be contributing anything to what was going on. The director himself seemed to have had second thoughts, because she wasn't around for the first half of Act Two (I thought they must have had to send her home to conform with children's working hours laws) - but then she reappeared - along with several other children who were living in the temple of wisdom. This led to a very nice scene of interaction with Papageno and again in the two Papas duet - but the original idea of the dream during the dinner party ... ???
The characters of Sarastro and the Queen of the Night were portrayed as equally fanatical: a neat idea, given what Sarastro says about women in the Jeremy Samms translation used in this production. So, at the very end, after the Queen has been vanquished, the chorus all turn their backs on Sarastro, too, and go off in their various couplings - in what seemed like a very abrupt mass change of mind. The curtain fell on a stage empty except for bewildered-looking Sarastro, and the little girl having the dream. None of the "the best thing to do with a ridiculous libretto is to make it appear even more ridiculous" approach of some directors - and this is a very complicated plot to make complete sense of at the best of times; I was grateful for the magical moments, even if ... (Credit, too, to Video Designer Douglas O'Connell, who provided many of the magical moments - not least the projection of Pamina as Tamino is singing the "portrait" aria.)
The conductor was Robert Howarth. In the programme book, he spoke of the nuances in Mozart's score. I frequently felt that his attention to nuance meant that he lost sight of the bigger picture, and the pace and momentum suffered - as did not a few moments of "this ensemble ain't ensemble" both in the orchestra pit and between pit and stage. (Some ideas about rallentando and ritardando that I found tiresome on repetition.) And the Timps might as well have been in another room, and sounded as if they were! What's the point of having them if you only let the player give them tiny, feeble taps???!!!)
And yet, for all the flaws, the virtues far outweighed them, and I've come away delighted by the production and buzzing yet again with the many marvels of this wonderful score.
A very good opening night - the singers are mostly very impressive (the Three Ladies were a little shrill, and the three boys were sung by three ... children, which was sweet, but demonstrated why it should be done by adults): Samantha Hay's Queen of the Night was astonishing: every note smack bang in tune, no shrieking, and with a seeming infinite lung capacity - by far the most impressive vocal performance of the evening. John Savournin's Sarastro wasn't as formidable - he has an impressive range, a fine lyricism and sense of line, and his intonation was impeccable - but there wasn't the "heft" of the best singers in this role, none of that glorious resonance that I long for from the role. Vuvu Mpofu has a glorious voice, and sang Pamina superbly, and Kang Wang as Tamino was a fine, lyrical tenor. This is one of the best-singing ensembles that Opera North has ever gathered for a production - there wasn't a weak link amongst them.
Acting in the (frequent) spoken dialogue was, with one exception, feeble - lines fluffed, missed, stiff delivery and movement, like an AmDram G&S production. The one exception was the star of the show, Gavan Ring as Papageno: hilarious, and beautifully sung.
The direction of James Brining was full of inventive ideas that didn't, I feel, entirely gel together. The opening premise seeemed to be that this was all the dream of a little girl as her parents held a dinner party downstairs (we saw this being set up during the Overture) - but then, for the rest of the First Act, the characters moved around her taking no notice of her, and she didn't seem to be contributing anything to what was going on. The director himself seemed to have had second thoughts, because she wasn't around for the first half of Act Two (I thought they must have had to send her home to conform with children's working hours laws) - but then she reappeared - along with several other children who were living in the temple of wisdom. This led to a very nice scene of interaction with Papageno and again in the two Papas duet - but the original idea of the dream during the dinner party ... ???
The characters of Sarastro and the Queen of the Night were portrayed as equally fanatical: a neat idea, given what Sarastro says about women in the Jeremy Samms translation used in this production. So, at the very end, after the Queen has been vanquished, the chorus all turn their backs on Sarastro, too, and go off in their various couplings - in what seemed like a very abrupt mass change of mind. The curtain fell on a stage empty except for bewildered-looking Sarastro, and the little girl having the dream. None of the "the best thing to do with a ridiculous libretto is to make it appear even more ridiculous" approach of some directors - and this is a very complicated plot to make complete sense of at the best of times; I was grateful for the magical moments, even if ... (Credit, too, to Video Designer Douglas O'Connell, who provided many of the magical moments - not least the projection of Pamina as Tamino is singing the "portrait" aria.)
The conductor was Robert Howarth. In the programme book, he spoke of the nuances in Mozart's score. I frequently felt that his attention to nuance meant that he lost sight of the bigger picture, and the pace and momentum suffered - as did not a few moments of "this ensemble ain't ensemble" both in the orchestra pit and between pit and stage. (Some ideas about rallentando and ritardando that I found tiresome on repetition.) And the Timps might as well have been in another room, and sounded as if they were! What's the point of having them if you only let the player give them tiny, feeble taps???!!!)
And yet, for all the flaws, the virtues far outweighed them, and I've come away delighted by the production and buzzing yet again with the many marvels of this wonderful score.
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