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                          MET Live, 
                          
                          Puccini: La Bohème:
                          
                           Soloists, 
                          Chorus & Orchestra of the Metropolitan Opera House, 
                          New York conducted by Nicola Luisotti. Barbican 
                          Cinema, 
                          
                          4.4.2008 
                          (CC)
                          
                          
                          This was the 349th (!) performance of 
                          Franco Zeffirelli's production of Bohème at the 
                          Met (more performances than any other production in 
                          the history of that opera house). More history: Angela 
                          Gheorghiu made her Met debut with the part of Mimì in 
                          1993 (and it was also the role she debuted with in her 
                          native Romania); Gheorghiu and Alagna married in New 
                          York in 1996 during a run of Bohème.
                          
                          Interviews between the acts included 
                          
                          some 
                          caught on the hoof – a particularly amusing one was 
                          with the conductor, Nicola Luisotti, who talked much 
                          about passion and the Italian nation before looking 
                          completely bemused as to which way the pit was. Calls 
                          for him to take his place were repeatedly broadcast 
                          during the latter part of  his interview with Renée 
                          Fleming.
                          
                          As to the evening 
                          itself, first, the sound. Presenting the opera on a 
                          cinema screen in this fashion meant that the sound of 
                          the orchestra, instead of coming from below (ie from
                          
                          
                          the 
                          pit)
                          
                           seemed 
                          to come from the same space as that occupied by the 
                          singers. One's ears did adjust, but it was initially 
                          off-putting.
                          
                          Zeffirelli's production conforms to the Met's 
                          traditionalist stance. We see the room the men share 
                          as an opened-out cross-section against the roofs of 
                          Paris. Many scenes are lavish and lush. There is 
                          little to complain about here, on the surface, 
                          but there is 
                           little 
                          to stimulate 
                          too.
                          
                          The opening scene revealed Vargas as one of the weaker 
                          cast members, his strategy of stand-and-deliver 
                          singing and (non-)acting 
                          
                          decidedly 
                          at odds with the stage antics of his companions. The 
                          contrast was particularly marked with baritone Ludovic 
                          Tézier, whose 
                          Marcello was a constant delight, although Quinn Kelsey 
                          (Schaunard) also shone. What's more, Vargas' tone 
                          became distinctly thinner in the higher registers of 
                          his voice. Paul Plishka was a marvellously bumbling 
                          Benoit (doubling as Alcindoro).
                          
                          The second part of Act 
                          
                          I 
                          holds the contrastive duet between Rodolfo and Mimì. 
                          Gheorghiu 
                          alas cannot at this stage in her career hope to look 
                          young and vulnerable, and the scene was marred by 
                          stagey acting from both. Musically, there was some 
                          recompense, though. 'Che gelida manina' was nicely 
                          phrased by Vargas, and 'O soave fanciulla' bore the 
                          first signs of passion from this singer. One also 
                          enjoyed the fact that the conductor gave the singers 
                          plenty of space. What a shame that 
                          the 
                          Met audience was so eager to show its appreciation 
                          (and therefore to interrput Puccini's flow)  in such a 
                          vociferous fashion. Like Vargas, Gheorghiu began 
                          hesitantly.
                          
                          Act 
                          
                          II 
                          
                          brought Zeffirelli's crowd-pleasing staging to the 
                          fore (on-screen, we also saw the singers backstage 
                          and how the change of scenes was effected). The chorus 
                          used here was simply huge. Parpignol (Meredith Derr) 
                          was dressed astonishingly garishly, and (perhaps no 
                          surprise for Zeffirelli) a real horse drew Musetta's 
                          carriage.
                          
                          As 
                          
                          for 
                          
                          Mimì, so 
                          
                          with 
                          
                          Musetta. Both singers looked far too old for their 
                          roles (Musetta was taken by Ainhoa Arteta). Superb 
                          scales were some musical recompense, and there was 
                          much charm to her famous Waltz.
                          
                          The set for Act 
                          
                          III 
                          succeeded in looking absolutely freezing. Once
                          
                           more, 
                          Tézier excelled, and this time Vargas was able to 
                          match him, exhibiting huge vocal power, with plenty to 
                          spare. Some sudden, jerky camera movements aside, this 
                          was the most convincing act, but 
                          
                          it 
                          
                          was spoiled somewhat by an interpretative 
                          miscalculation by Luisotti. The massive contrast 
                          between the four men's dance and the entrance of Mimì 
                          should surely be huge, but here it seemed rather 
                          underplayed. Nevertheless, Gheorghiu does slow death well but even 
                          though the end was touching, it was difficult to 
                          escape the impression that Puccini had not been done 
                          full justice overall. The ENO performance I reviewed 
                          back in
                          
                          February 2007 
                          included an infinitely more subtle and convincing Mimì 
                          in the form of Mary Plazas while sporting an ensemble 
                          cast that made the more playful lads' scenes fizz.
                          
                          The Zeffirelli production is available on DVD
                          
                           by 
                          the way, with Karajan at the helm (DG 073 4071). The 
                          Met season at the Barbican continues on April 26th 
                          with a performance of Donizetti's La Fille du 
                          régiment.
                          
                          
                          
                          Colin Clarke
                          
                                                                                                    
                                    
                          
	
	
              
              
              
              
              
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