There is so much that 
                is stunningly good in this production that it seems unfair to 
                feature the less than satisfactory aspects, but any balanced review 
                must do so.
                
Unfortunately the 
                  pacing is uneven. It would be a kindness to write that the overture 
                  sets off at an unhurried tempo. This does nothing to extract 
                  the emotive musical phrases and in places it almost removes 
                  any legato. Equally at the end of some of the arias/songs there 
                  is a musical break whilst the orchestra either gears up for 
                  the next number or pauses to allow for applause which does not 
                  follow. 
                
Luca Grassi (Zurga) has the central role. 
                  He is the pearl fishers’ leader whose vocal and acting commitment 
                  carries the production forward. At times, when not centre-stage-front, 
                  his voice seems to become lost in even this comparatively small 
                  theatre. Maybe that is because his is not the open voice to 
                  which we are so accustomed. Despite this, and the almost permanent 
                  scowl, this is indeed Zurga. And who wouldn’t scowl: betrayed 
                  in love for the priestess by his best friend; she in turn betrays 
                  her religious vows for that love; having condemned both to death 
                  he sets fire to his own village as a diversion to facilitate 
                  their escape. And Grassi carries all this vocally with great 
                  dignity. 
                
Whereas Yasu Nakajima, 
                  as Nadir, ‘gets the girl’, or priestess in this case, he does 
                  not really focus on her. Vocally we have some strong phrasing 
                  with varied dynamics and a seriously open sound. Nevertheless 
                  this seems to be Nakajima in a costume rather than Nadir in 
                  love. When greeting Grassi’s Zurga there is little evidence 
                  of warmth of tone or feeling for an old friend not seen for 
                  some time. OK the libretto is not the greatest by a long way 
                  but he seems to me to fail to connect. The same is true when 
                  he sings with his beloved: Annick Massis as Léïla. Eye contact 
                  is occasional and he spends too much time looking away from 
                  her – perhaps at a conductor-TV-screen side stage – but whatever 
                  it is it undermines any belief in overpowering love.
                
Conversely, Annick 
                  Massis is totally involved and totally convincing. Her Léïla 
                  is indeed the priestess who in her youth saved Zurga and who 
                  now loves Nadir. She has the perfect voice for the role with 
                  its bell-like clarity rising to an almost ethereal sound. The 
                  Act I Finale, including and in particular Dans le ciel sans 
                  voile gives her the opportunity to show her voice at its 
                  best which she does non pareil: total vocal security, 
                  superb trills, wonderful runs and stunning breath control. Quite 
                  inspirational. The same is true of her duets with both Grassi 
                  and Nakajima; she is at all times Léïla even when singing with 
                  one or other of them on the opposite side of the stage: as in 
                  Act III with Grassi in Je frémis, je chancelle.
                
In that scene some 
                  clever camera/video work with merging shots puts them close 
                  together and back to back when actually singing on opposite 
                  sides of the stage. It is tremendously effective. Indeed the 
                  video work throughout has very many excellent features. I particularly 
                  enjoyed some of the triple shots in the well known tenor/baritone 
                  duet Au fond du temple saint sung against a background 
                  ballet of a single dancer using a rope to aid her seriously 
                  fluid movements. The said shotcutters became carried away at 
                  the end of the powerful Finale of Act II when in a single minute 
                  they managed to squeeze in 10 different camera shots. Yes, there 
                  was a lot going on but I would have appreciated it better if 
                  I could have seen one view for a little longer.
                
The ‘lot going on’ 
                  refers not only to the soloists and chorus but also to the small 
                  (6) but very evocative corps de ballet: very polished 
                  throughout and with only one or two very minor exceptions, choreographed 
                  and performed superbly. Sadly the DVD cover, shown above does 
                  not include them which is a pity because this is French opera 
                  where a ballet is almost integral. Certainly this ‘corps’ make 
                  it so even if some of the entrances / exits are not so smooth. 
                  A failure that can be laid at the door of a curious set.
                
Front of stage is 
                  what could be described as a wide double sided raised skateboard 
                  ramp on which the soloists spend most of their time. Behind 
                  that are a series of steps rising from a point lower than the 
                  ramp, up to the temple. A consequence of this layout is that 
                  to reach front of stage on the ramp stairs must be climbed. 
                  When I first saw the setting I did wonder about an oblique religious 
                  crescent reference but dismissed the thought immediately: this 
                  is ancient Ceylon (Sri Lanka in the twenty first century).
                
Thus the chorus 
                  are either in the ‘well’ behind the ramp or on the temple steps 
                  , or both, neither of which locations make for smooth entrances 
                  / exits. Furthermore that contributes to an impression of their 
                  lack of involvement – as if they are watchers of the events 
                  on the stage front ramp.
                
Of course, with 
                  a DVD there is no libretto. Fortunately there are subtitles; 
                  a necessity here because with the exception of Massis, the diction 
                  is not strong. Perhaps with sub-titles, and surtitles in the 
                  live theatre, there will be less and less emphasis on this, 
                  about which to avoid a debate, I will just say that that would 
                  be a pity: a clear and well-pronounced language is fundamental 
                  to the story-telling and adds considerably to the overall enjoyment.
                
              
A brief internet search 
                shows that you can purchase this DVD at a fraction over £20. Is 
                it worth it? Yes is the unequivocal answer for some very good 
                reasons: the performances of, first Annick Massis and second Luca 
                Grassi with the corps de ballet pushing them very hard 
                for a higher place. And that ignores the strength of Bizet’s melodic 
                numbers which are not limited to that famous duet. 
                
                Robert McKechnie