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Opera.uk, September 2011 |
YEHUDA SHAPIRO |
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Puccini: Tosca, ROH London, 14 July 2011 |
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Tosca - Royal Opera at Covent Garden, July 14
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Although Angela Gheorghiu, Jonas Kaufmann and Bryn Terfel had all appeared
in past outings of the Royal Opera's Tosca, this was the first night on
which the three stars shone brightly together. TV cameras had duly sprouted
around the stalls in preparation for a November relay to cinemas around the
world. With the three luminaries looking their parts, consistently supplying
dramatic detail and striking sparks off each other, the show should make a
satisfying impact on the big screen. In the theatre, Gheorghiu lacked the
spinto body and bite of Martina Serafin, her predecessor in this revival by
Duncan Macfarland of Jonathan Kent's production, but there is no denying her
expertise and allure in the role. It was only at the most brutal moments,
such as the Act 3 narrative of Scarpia's murder, that the requisite
firepower was disappointingly absent She compensated with such touches as
her flirtatious manipulation in Act 1 and her distracted air as she
explained the escape plan to Cavaradossi. Strangely (like many other Toscas)
she had seemed too much in control after the murder itself, and `Vissi
d'arte'-which ought to be a walk in the Villa Borghese for her-was not a
high point of the evening. As in her earlier evocation of `la nostra
casetta', she and Antonio Pappano seemed to be playing catch, trespassing in
choppy, flustered fashion beyond the limits of rubato. Elsewhere, Pappano's
conducting packed even more theatrical punch than it had with the previous
cast.
With Bryn Terfel as Scarpia, there was no doubt who was making
Rome tremble, though this particular sociopath could occasionally have
afforded to enjoy himself a little more-the irony of `la povera mia cena' is
lessened when the baron has been sitting like Billy No-Mates as he chews his
dinner. That being said, Terfel's sullen bullying of Jeremy White's
frightened rabbit of a Sacristan made the episode as sinister as it ought to
be. Vocally, while the velvet seems to have rubbed off his tone, Terfel
commanded attention at every dynamic. Even the most carping critic
would have had trouble finding fault with Jonas Kaufmann's Cavaradossi, an
interpretation that combined gorgeous sound (and a virtuosic diminuendo at
the end of `Recondita armonia') with a rounded and acute characterization
that duly reminded us that painters can be divas too.
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