A 
                  main theme in Wagner’s DerRing des Nibelungen is greed, 
                  and greed is also the main reason for Manon Lescaut’s downfall, 
                  which is graphically delineated in the second act of the opera. 
                  This is also prominent in Graham Vick’s Glyndebourne production, 
                  where upper class habits are rendered in parody with exaggerated 
                  gestures; the fair Manon from Act I acts the prima donna. The 
                  stage picture is sparse, however. We see an enormous bed with 
                  a large mirror behind it, in which Humphrey Burton, the video 
                  director, sometimes lets us see the action.
                
Sparse 
                  also are the other acts: in the first there is only a bare stage 
                  and some chairs. People are in constant action, literally gushing. 
                  The third act takes us to the harbour at Le Havre. There we 
                  see an expressionist-slanting building which around the corner 
                  becomes the ship that the women enter for their voyage to America. 
                  The last act shows a desert, littered with stones and there 
                  is a reddish backdrop. There is a certain modernistic timelessness 
                  about the production, but this is contradicted by the costumes, 
                  which are decidedly late 18th century. The sparseness 
                  makes it easier to concentrate on the play with excellent actors 
                  throughout. The experience of the performance is vivid and heart-rending.
                
I 
                  imagine that the conducting of John Eliot Gardiner will divide 
                  opinions. There is a freshness and freedom about his reading 
                  that keeps the drama alive but his tempo choices can sometimes 
                  feel idiosyncratic. He often urges the action on, almost hectically; 
                  the mass scenes in the first act are very lively indeed. On 
                  the other hand the love duets and arias tend to be slower than 
                  usual, as if he wants to wring the last drop of sentimentality 
                  from the music. It all works – to a large degree thanks to the 
                  lovers’ impassioned singing and convincing acting. The Intermezzo, 
                  before the third act, is played with such intensity and such 
                  expressiveness that it becomes a drama within the drama – again 
                  a very individual reading.
                
This 
                  opera is teeming with minor roles and Graham Vick has added 
                  individual characters for members of the chorus in the first 
                  act, making it brim with life. The actors who create the banished 
                  women in the third act have a field day. Among the characters 
                  in the second act levé, the young Sarah Connolly makes a memorable 
                  madrigal singer. Antonello Palombi is a lively and scheming 
                  Edmondo in the first act and sings well. Roberto De Candia as 
                  Lescaut makes a believable portrait of the brother but his voice 
                  seems to be on the small side. Veteran Paolo Montarsolo, an 
                  experienced buffo since his debut in 1950, is here seen in his 
                  last appearance on stage. His voice is frayed but that matters 
                  little in this role where the expression and the identification 
                  is what counts.
                
The 
                  all-important roles are the young lovers, and Patrick Denniston 
                  and Adina Nitescu are just cut out for their parts. Denniston, 
                  handsome and with dashing stage presence, acts with conviction. 
                  He has a youthful voice. He sings the big numbers with glow 
                  but he doesn’t sound very Italianate. Ms Nitescu, a former Cardiff 
                  “Singer of the World” winner, is graceful and charming, a little 
                  reminiscent of Victoria de los Angeles. She has the required 
                  power for her big solos. There is a very touching moment at 
                  the end of her last act aria, when in a gesture of supplication 
                  she stretches her arms towards the onlookers; her eyes are moist 
                  with tears. Of course Manon created her own misfortune through 
                  her greed, but we still feel compassion for her.
                
After 
                  some initial misgivings concerning the conducting I came to 
                  like Gardiner’s unorthodox approach. The staging, acting and 
                  singing made this a worthwhile opera evening in front of the 
                  telly.
                
Göran 
                  Forsling