Yevgeny Onegin, Opera Holland Park, OHP, July 2012

This production by Daniel Slater updates the action by nearly 100 years to a time we all understand, making it clear that Onegin is living in the past. Such was arguably Pushkin’s intent in setting his novel in the period 1819–25 when reforms were very much in the air, and later crushed. Here we are in pre-First World War Russia in Acts I and II, followed by Lenin’s new world in Act III.

Olga and Tatyana, with Onegin revisiting the past; all images OHP/ Fritz Curzon

The sets by Leslie Travers show the destruction of the old aristocratic world, and during the brief musical introduction we see a man, and a woman, both in black coat and hat, gazing on what they have lost. Onegin has lost his earlier life: the dreamy country girl he rebuffed and humiliated, and his friend the provincial poetaster whom he killed in an absurd duel over the country girl’s vacuous sister. When he and she eventually meet again in Act III, the country girl Tatyana is now married to the worthy Prince Gremin, and Anna Leese’s monologue represented vocally how disturbed she feels at their new encounter. When he comes to her room, her heartfelt Ya vas lyublyu! (I love you) was a pivotal moment of pure Russian emotion, brilliantly supported by the orchestra under the direction of Alexander Polianichko, who conducted the same opera for the ENO nearly twenty years ago.

Tatyana and Onegin

The Russian diction was generally very good, and Hannah Pedley as a saucily amusing Olga was outstanding in this respect. Anne Mason represented a calm and dignified presence as the girls’ mother, and Elizabeth Sikora a comfily simple Filippyevna. Peter Auty as Lensky came across as truly Russian, singing a lyrically melodious Ya lyublyu vas to Olga in Act I, and suddenly losing his rag in Act II. As his second in the duel, Barnaby Rea’s diction was excellent, his Ubit over Lensky’s body having an air of utter finality, and in Act III Graeme Broadbent made a commanding figure as Prince Gremin, his main monologue powerfully sung.

Mark Stone portrayed Onegin as an attractive, sympathetic man, albeit narcissistic and aloof from the country folk, and sang this role very well. Anna Leese as Tatyana was outstanding, not just in Act III, but in the letter scene where she showed superb impulsiveness and emotional energy. It was a gripping performance suddenly raising the drama to a higher level.

That letter scene was cleverly played in this production, with multiple letters in the hands of the female chorus, all in nightdresses like Tatyana, and as they exited stage rear it made a poignant scene. Among other nice points, Monsieur Triquet’s silly doggerel in Act II was delivered as if he himself is in love with Tatyana, falling on his knees in front of her before being dragged away. Onegin does the same at the end of Act III, before she draws on inner resources to send him away herself.

Wonderfully subtle lighting changes by Mark Jonathan helped alter the emotional tone of events, and Alexander Polianichko’s conducting gave a fine example of Russian brass playing at the start of Act III. This is a must-see.

Performances continue until August 4 — for details click here.

L’amico Fritz, Opera Holland Park, OHP, June 2011

If you’ve never seen L’amico Fritz before, it’s worth going because this opera contains some lovely music by the same composer who gave us Cavalleria Rusticana. And if you’ve seen it before, it’s also worth going because you will hear Anna Leese in the main role of Suzel, and she’s stunning. She rises effortlessly over double fortissimos in the orchestra, with phrasing that gives huge emotional power to her singing.

This is Mascagni’s second opera after his great success with Cavalleria Rusticana, and Stuart Stratford’s conducting of the City of London Sinfonia brought out its high moments most beautifully. There are also some very light moments, and it occurred to me that since the composer wanted never to repeat himself and always do something new, why not write for the ballet. His music certainly has a rhythmic pulse that would suit a choreographer, and after all, Tchaikovsky wrote opera and ballet at the same time as Mascagni produced this piece, to say nothing of Stravinsky and Prokofiev later.

Fritz and Suzel, photo Fritz Curzon

The story of L’amico Fritz might work rather well as a ballet, but as an opera it suffers from a weak libretto, and in an excellent essay in the programme, Robert Thicknesse says Verdi thought it “the worst libretto I’ve ever seen”. The plot is roughly that Fritz, a wealthy young landowner in Alsace, is uninterested in marriage, and has never felt the pangs of love. He sees the pretty Suzel only as a friend, but David the Rabbi wants to marry Fritz off, and there are various Biblical quotes, such as that man is not meant to live alone. Eventually love is awakened and Fritz is distraught to learn that Suzel will marry someone else. We never see who that is, if he exists, but Fritz is now more than ready to declare his love … and they all lived happily ever after. Dull stuff for an opera, but lovely music, and some glorious singing.

Eric Margiore sang lyrically as Fritz, giving a fine soliloquy at the start of Act III. David Stephenson gave a strong portrayal of his friend David, the Rabbi, and Patricia Orr was terrific in the travesti role of Beppe, showing in Act III that he too had felt the anguish of love. One rather clever aspect of the production was that Beppe, a musician and protégé of Fritz, not only sings but plays a beautiful solo violin. The switch between singer and violinist is almost imperceptible, and I was surprised the violinist’s name wasn’t displayed in the programme. In fact it was Iwona Boesche, listed merely as the last of the First Violins. Both she and Patricia Orr were super, but the star of the evening was surely Anna Leese as Suzel. She is just 30 years old, so she presumably has a great career ahead of her, and I very much look forward to hearing here again.

The production by Annalese Miskimmon, with colourful designs by Nicky Shaw and lighting by Mark Jonathan, places things in the 1950s, with Fritz as a young developer. His office is clean, modern, well-organised, and he builds pretty homes in the country. Messy things like emotions are kept well away, at least for a while, but when the high moments come they’re worth waiting for.

Performances continue only until June 25, so call for tickets immediately — for more details click here.

Francesca da Rimini, Holland Park Opera, August 2010

When I first heard an excerpt from this opera I was entranced, and wondered why, at that time, there seemed to be no complete recording. The resounding brass in Act II followed by the heroic sound of the lovers Francesca and Paolo was riveting, and I’m delighted Holland Park has given us this opportunity of witnessing the whole thing on stage.

Francesca and Paolo, all images OHP/ Fritz Curzon

The composer, Riccardo Zandonai produced most of his compositions in the early twentieth century, this one in 1914 to a libretto by Tito Ricordi, closely based on the play Francesca da Rimini by Gabriele d’Annunzio. The real Francesca was a contemporary of Dante, and appears in his Inferno. The story is essentially that Francesca is to marry one of the Malatesta brothers, the lame Gianciotto. But she is first introduced to his brother Paolo, the beautiful, whom she believes to be her future husband, and they fall instantly in love. The third brother, Malatestino, the one-eyed, is obsessed with her and jealous of both his other brothers. He eventually realises she and Paolo are in love so he upsets the entire apple cart, leading to their death at the hands of Gianciotto.

Gianciotto and Malatestino

As Paolo, Julian Gavin sang with suitably amorous force, reminding me of his excellent Cavaradossi at the ENO recently. Jeffrey Black gave us a powerfully sung Gianciotto, and Jeffrey Lloyd-Roberts, whom I saw here last year as Tichon in Katya, was a convincing Malatestino. Cheryl Barker sang well as Francesca, though her acting was a bit wooden, but more on that when I deal with the direction. Anna Leese also did extremely well as Biancofiore, one of Francesca’s friends. From the pit came wonderful sounds, and the orchestra was conducted with great enthusiasm by Phillip Thomas.

There were two problems. Despite good designs by Jamie Vartan, and excellent lighting by Mark Jonathan, the direction by Martin Lloyd-Evans was weak. There was no coherence to the actions of the chorus, and Francesca seemed to adopt similar attitudes to all three men around her. In Act II she lets out a huge sound after apparently seeing Malatestino wounded, but she, like the chorus, is facing the audience and gives no indication of seeing anything special. The poor acting here must be laid partly at the foot of the director because I saw Cheryl Barker portray a wonderfully ghostly Miss Jessel in the ENO’s Turn of the Screw less than a year ago, and give a fine performance of the main role in The Makropulos Case in 2006. Those are rather odd roles of course, and as a young woman of flesh and blood I would have preferred to see a bit more life.

Paolo dies in her arms

The other problem is this opera itself. Zandonai was a very talented composer, whom Puccini favoured for completing Turandot, though his son Tonio vetoed the choice and it went to Alfano. In this opera there is no release from the tension in the music, so what ought to be wonderful moments are lost in the overall fabric, and there is no clear focus. Add to that a rather weak libretto by Ricordi, and it is understandable why the opera is not heard often. Nevertheless I very much applaud Opera Holland Park for putting it on, and am delighted to have seen it.

Performances continue until August 13 — for further information click here.