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SEEN AND HEARD OPERA REVIEW
            
            Verdi, Simon Boccanegra : 
            Soloists, 
            Chorus and Orchestra of the Royal Opera House, conducted by John 
            Eliot Gardiner. Royal Opera House, London 7.5.2008 (JPr) 
            
            
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            Lucio Gallo as Boccanegra
            
            
            Simon Boccanegra 
            is set in Genoa, Italy's greatest seaport on the Ligurian Sea
            which has had a venerable history:
             still today it is
            a place from which goods are shipped to 
            Northern Italy and then onwards to Central Europe. When Simon 
            Boccanegra was its first Doge, Genoa was 
            competing with other Italian city-states for dominion over the trade 
            routes. The sea is crucial as background to the story and Verdi 
            tells us as much in the score, particularly in its more worthy 1881 
            version than the 1857 original opera. 
              Was this a new production or a revival? Most 
            of the sets and designs were first used for Ian Judge’s staging of 
            the 1857 version for Covent Garden’s Verdi Festival in 1997 
            which also allowed performances of 
            the 1857 version to be scheduled with the 1881 one in a production 
            by Elijah Moshinsky from 1991. Ian Judge’s production was 
            subsequently revised for performances given by Washington Opera 
            -  whose artistic director is Plácido Domingo who was 
            Judge’s Adorno. Regrettably though, with 
            what is basically a single set behind a broken picture frame as a 
            false proscenium featuring a large concave 
            panorama of fifteenth-century Genoa,  there 
            is precious little ‘nature’ on show. The garden 
            becomes an isolated branch hanging down and elsewhere there 
            is a seldom changing picture in John Gunter’s tilting sets and 
            Deidre Clancy’s costumes which together 
            illustrate a mixture of medieval Genoa and the period when 
            the opera was written. As an example,
             costumes for the citizens were inspired by the 
            nineteenth-century Italian pointillist painter Pellizzia da Volpedo. 
            Rich red drapes came and went in the set as  
            did a throne, stools, a table, large candlesticks and a few
            objects hanging from the flies but these 
            were the only visual differences 
            between one scene and the next. 
            Perhaps the tilted set does hint at 
            political instability but where was Verdi’s sea? Occasionally the 
            panorama lifted to show a backdrop of some choppy waters but that 
            was all of  it. The static painterly 
            quality of the production was best used for the transition between 
            Prologue and Act I when the crowd surrounding Boccanegra melts away 
            the 25 years gap in events to reveal Amelia in the garden. 
            There was undoubtedly some very fine singing; notably from Royal 
            Opera debutant Anja Harteros, the German 
            winner  of the 1999 Cardiff Singer of the World 
            competition. Picture a younger Angela Georghiu and you will 
            imagine how striking she looked in her gold and blue dress, 
            especially with the voice to match. She
            has a flexible bright tone
             - secure throughout
            its whole  range - 
            which  adds an interesting 
            mezzo quality to her  soprano and her 
            delicate thrill on ‘pace’ at the end of Act I was perfect. It was 
            also as unexpected within the context of the music heard so far,
             as was Boccanegra’s earlier sotto voce ‘Figlia!’ 
            (‘Daughter!’) after their reconciliation.
            
            The first version had been a disaster for Verdi and more than twenty 
            years later he gave it a second ‘world première’ at La Scala Milan. 
            With Piave his original librettist long dead,
             he turned to Arrigo Boito who was to help him create 
            his masterpieces Otello and Falstaff that were to 
            follow. Even Boito realised the difficulties facing them when he 
            wrote to Verdi ‘Our task, my Maestro, is arduous. The drama that we 
            are working with is lopsided like a table that wobbles, but no one 
            knows which leg is the cause, and whatever is done to steady it, it 
            still wobbles. I don’t find in this drama a single character of 
            which one can say: it’s sharply delineated! No event that is really 
            fatal, that is indispensable and potent, generated by tragic 
            inevitability. I make an exception of the prologue, which is truly 
            beautiful …’.
            
            For me the Prologue is still much too clunky and ponderous but the 
            addition of the more exciting Council Chamber scene at the end of 
            Act I does provide a more dramatic watershed to the work.  I 
            do wonder however, why in the 
            twenty-first century this sort of blood and thunder music remains so 
            popular. The opera was first put on at 
            Covent Garden only in 1965 and I think there is a very good reason 
            for that since, 
            despite the later revisions,  I still 
            concur with most of Boito’s ‘tables that wobbles’ comments
            quoted above. I always wonder why early 
            Verdi is so frequently performed now  -
            and will undoubtedly be
            seen even more in the anniversary year of 
            2013 -  while 
            early Wagner is ignored. Rienzi, Wagner’s 1842 opera 
            about another fourteenth-century Italian patriot (who is actually 
            mentioned in Simon Boccanegra) is  the superior work 
            to my mind. It is of course written in a conventional 
            Meyerbeer-like idiom but it is very 
            similar to early Verdi. I hope Rienzi will get more exposure 
            in Wagner’s anniversary year, which is also of course 2013.
            
            In the 1881 version of Boccanegra 
            there is no overture, something present in 
            the earlier one. Instead there is a simple 
            prelude with a theme that gently imitates the sea  -
            something that does permeates the 
            atmosphere of the whole work. Elsewhere the depiction of the sea is 
            even clearer. At the opening of Act III and with a surging orchestra 
            as here under the impressive baton of John Eliot Gardiner, the 
            motion of the waves matches not only a storm brewing in the port but 
            the psychological tension of the drama. Verdi will soon employ this 
            duality again in his forthcoming 
            masterpiece Otello. (And not only 
            that, but the opening of the additional 
            Council Chamber scene sounded in this performance as if it was a 
            first draft for the scene in the great hall of Otello’s Cyprus 
            castle.) More gentle waves, sea breezes, 
            and even birdcalls in two clarinets are heard at the opening of Act 
            I which updates the story 25 years from the time of the Prologue to 
            reveal a palace garden that should have an outlook over the water. 
            Here Amelia Grimaldi reflects on her love for the young patrician, 
            Gabriele Adorno in a gorgeous evocation of nature.
            
            Later in Act 
            III, when the dying Doge is in his palace reminiscing about the sea 
            and his past triumphs, Verdi’s musical 
            accompaniment seems to evoke a breeze from the Gulf.
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            There are other unusual aspects of this work,
             particularly for Verdi,  in
            its lack of any formal arias for 
            Boccanegra, the rather insignificant role for the tenor and only one 
            important female role. But the heart of the opera is the additional 
            Act I Scene 2 duet between Boccanegra and Amelia and the 
            Council Chamber scene. Here is the drama, lyricism and tunefulness 
            of mature Verdi; the rest I can take or leave.
            
            This is very much an opera that depends on 
            its five principal singers. To my mind they were  left alltoo 
            much to their own devices 
            and perhaps there was a language barrier between Ian Judge 
            and his United Nations cast.  Only 
            rarely did two characters sing together without  being 
            on opposite sides of the stage and what movement there was seemed to 
            be just filling the gaps between one ‘stand and deliver’ moment and 
            the next. Virtually the first time anyone held someone else was
            when Boccanegra slumped dying in Fiesco’s 
            arms in Act III.
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           Anja Harteros as Amelia
 
            
            The men were more of a mixed bunch; it was nice to see one of the 
            Jette Parker Young Singers, Krzysztof Szumanski rallying the crowd 
            as a fervent Pietro in the Prologue. 
            Italian baritone  Marco Vratogna was 
            a shaven-headed Iago prototype as the suitably conspiratorial Paolo 
            Albiani, earning him some playful (I hope?) booing for his villainy 
            rather than it being any reflection on his
            singing, which 
            certainly deserved the cheers he got. Obviously American 
            tenor Marcus Haddock had a fairly 
            thankless task yet in this two-dimensional 
            production he was simply too stentorian, bland and one-dimensional 
            in his performance. The Italian bass Ferruccio Furlanetto was 
            available because he is in London rehearsing for his role of Philip 
            II in the forthcoming Don Carlo and he
            was a sheer luxury as a replacement for the ailing Orlin 
            Anastassov as Fiesco, the most fleshed-out and three-dimensional of 
            the characters in this opera.  For me,
             he had been one of the disappointments in
            a recent Verdi Requiem
            I reviewed but clearly here he was in his operatic element. 
            His huge experience in the part showed,  as 
            his every utterance throughout the opera resonated with the 
            world-weariness of a life of heartache and loss,  
            until his joyous reunion with his long-lost daughter right at the
            opera's end>
            
            I am in a bit of a dilemma about Lucio Gallo’s Boccanegra.
            He sang quite nicely in a few quiet 
            reflective moments and when being forcefully authoritative,
             such as in his appeal ‘I call 
            for peace and love’ during the Council Chamber scene,
             and he also died with emotional effectiveness in 
            Amelia’s arms. Elsewhere there seemed to be pitch problems and he 
            sang disappointingly flat. His voice
            reminded me of some other baritones who  
            are ‘lazy tenors’ which of course connects 
            curiously with the fact that when this production next 
            returns to Covent Garden, Plácido Domingo will sing his swansong to 
            the house as Boccanegra.
            
            The orchestra and chorus were on excellent form and John Eliot 
            Gardiner gave a finely nuanced reading of the score dwelling on its 
            elemental nature more that the production  did. 
            He also remained responsive to the 
            other emotional undercurrents in a score which 
            is far from being one of Verdi’s most 
            subtle.
            
            
            
            
            Pictures © Catherine Ashmore
            
              
              
              
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