In Basel, Switzerland, is a big nest the Mystical Music Bird fills with eggs and frequently outstanding musicians get hatched, leave the nest and develop into humans destined to enrich our lives with their talents. It is beyond the scope of this thread to list all the great musicians who had their start or education in Basel; I shall limit myself to two:
Herbert Wernicke and
Michael Hofstetter. Wernicke is probably better known, the genius designer and stage director, who unfortunately died much too soon at a young age, and Hofstetter the young conductor and friend of Wernicke. Handel wrote the opera, Wernicke directed and Hofstetter conducted, it is available on DVD, I watched it and so should you. There is so much to talk about in this production, I have decided to let our In-House Reviewer,
Nigel, do most of the talking, I shall confine myself to odds and ends he might not deem worthy his intellectual high plateau.
Curtain up at the Gran Teatre del Liceu in Barcelona, Spain. A raked bare slab of rock-like substance, replicated above it by a neutrally lit shape as sky. From stage right ambles, slithers a crocodile. I frown; crocodiles can not be trained as opera performers! I check to find the cables, rails or strings attached to this real-looking critter; none. So it has to be a human inside moving in perfect moves of this monster. I check the cast list and, sure enough, there it is: ‘
Coccodrillo – Héctor Mananares’. It is uncanny how this man can duplicate the crocodillian moves. No wonder he can cause
Flavio Oliver (Giulio Cesare) to summersault with lightning speed onto the top of a rocky slab, part of the set. Or
Oliver Zwarg (Achilla) leap upon the shafts of a chariot, - another one of the rare pieces on the usually bare stage. But Coccodrillo also snuggles up closely to
Elena de la Merced (Cleopatra) for a loving petting.
Lest you get the idea the crocodile stole the show, let me assure you, he did not. Nobody actually stole it because the entire cast – well, one exception – was outstanding. How could any reptile surpass
Ewa Podles? Her first big aria as Cornelia in Act I “Priva son d’ogni conforto” caused at first a momentary stunned silence in the opera house, which then exploded like a vulcano in applause for one minute, and probably would have lasted longer, had not Maestro Hofstetter brought on the musicians.
Flavio Oliver (Giulio Cesare) is described as a true male tenor, not a counter tenor. – There is a considerable difference as I learned from reading this:
http://www.mvdaily.com/articles/2004/07/flaviooliver1.htmHis voice is truly astounding, never heard as clear a soprano sound from a male singer as his. And there is his acting, agility – shades of Simon Keenlyside? – expressions of every emotion asked for in this opera, from disdain to subtle humour when shooing the croc onboard his ship. The other male voice, this time a true counter tenor,
Jordi Tomènech (Tolomeo) is equal to Oliver in acting and singing.
Oliver Zwarg (Achilla) is the only disappointment, at least for me, flat sounding bass baritone, stiff acting, lack of showing any emotion. I had the feeling he was uncomfortable on stage and in this role.
Elena de la Merced (Cleopatra) and
Maite Beaumont (Sesto) are the two major female artists prominent and shining in their beautiful singing, but I leave praises for them to a more competent judge of sopranos than I am. The acting of Sesto in this dramatic role is powerful and convincing, whereas Cleopatra comes through as the successful seducer she was.
After the fiasco of the Bieito
Don Giovanni at the very same theatre, this
Giulio Cesare makes up for anything lacking then. The orchestra is a joy to listen to, their enthusiasm playing for this young conductor shows from beginning to end.
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