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              Puccini,  Bohème : 
              
              Staatsoper unter den Linden, Berlin 
              
              Conductor: Gustavo Dudamel   1. 3. 2008 (BM)
              
              
              
              
              A star-studded revival of Lindey Hume’s 2001 version of La 
              Bohème made for a run of satisfyingly sold-out performances at 
              Berlin’s Staatsoper unter den Linden, although the crowds were 
              hardly drawn by the staging itself. A  nostalgic reference to the 
              golden years of Hollywood, complete with Musetta as a Marilyn 
              Monroe look-a-like, it came across as a randomly chosen, placating 
              and interchangeable production, though doubtless not devoid of 
              appeal for those who associate fond memories with these times, as 
              Humes obviously does herself. Her contribution to the program was 
              a somewhat self-indulgent, though not altogether boring - piece 
              about her grandmother, designed to add color to the production 
              concept.
              
              
              
              On the contrary, it was Jonas Kaufmann’s long awaited “return” to 
              the German opera stage (as well as part of his launch into the 
              Italian repertoire) that made seats hard to come by. However, the 
              handsome Bavarian tenor, although a hot ticket by any measure, can 
              hardly by considered a discovery any longer at this point; it’s 
              just that he had to be (somewhat ludicrously) billed as “the new 
              Villazon” and sign with Decca (his new CD “Romantic Arias” was on 
              display all over the foyer) for his fellow countrymen to take such 
              major notice of him. Singing Rodolfo was an ideal opportunity for 
              him to show them how much he has to offer – the lovely timbre that 
              is a feature of a voice packed with power. Luckily for him his 
              voice is very strong indeed - and he has tremendous stage presence 
              and a sensitive approach to his role - because whiz-kid Gustavo 
              Dudamel regularly cranked up the volume of his beautiful, fluid 
              Puccini-phrases to fortissimo, thus putting all the vocalists 
              under quite some pressure). All in all, is Kaufmann virtually too 
              good to be true, or too perfect to come across as truly moving?  
              No, I would prefer to put that down to the indifferent staging – 
              one can hardly find fault with him for doing everything right.
              
              Nonetheless, it seemed a shame that the audience paid him notably 
              more attention than his colleague Alexia Voulgaridou, thus 
              attesting to the fact that under the influence of too much media 
              hype, the public often loses its ability to simply listen / use 
              sound 
              judgement. 
              Her Mimì had every bit of the sweet quality of the soprano invoked 
              by Thomas Mann in “The Magic Mountain”, enhanced by a mysterious, 
              ravishing dark quality which makes her voice quite unique, the 
              variety of shades seeming to become increasingly varied as the 
              story unfolded and the heroine’s death drew closer. Her phrasing 
              is flawless and she moves with the poise of one who has sung a 
              role countless times (her appearance in Bregenz with Villazon is 
              available on DVD, incidentally) but wh0 never fails to give a 
              fresh performance, making the lost-key-scene a reflection of Henry 
              Murger’s musings on how love springs from spontaneous inspiration, 
              as if it were a form of improvisation. And by the way, her 
              first solo CD was released two years ago and well received, but 
              Arte Nova Classics is not as high-profile as Decca.
              
              The remaining cast did well, although Anna Samuil as Musetta was 
              just a tad too shrill in her opening aria and Arttu Kataja sounded 
              a bit thin at times as Schaunard. Alfredo Daza was a reliable 
              Marcello and Alexander Vinogradov gave a poignant rendition of the 
              coat aria. But above all, the entire ensemble came together 
              superbly in thegreat feat of team work that is  this opera, 
              building up the tension brilliantly right up until the end when 
              Mimì breathed her last and an inspired young Dudamel led the 
              orchestra from D flat major to b minor.
              
              All the Staatsoper really needs to do now is invest in a new 
              production some time soon – and since much is made of it in the 
              lead program essay perhaps, why not base it on the ingenious film 
              by Kaurismäki – La Vie de Bohème? Or, at the risk of sounding 
              facetious, might I suggest they consider importing a recent and 
              excellent version by Graham Vick from as seemingly unlikely a 
              place as Athens (reviewed
              
              here.)
              
              
              Bettina Mara

