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Spring will be a little late this year

La bohème  is such a popular romantic opera that hardly anyone ever notices that Mimì and Rodolfo undergo what in modern terms would be called speed dating, those meetups where you sit down with a person for five minutes, and decide whether there’s anything. If there is, voilà. If there isn’t, next!  

I mean, think about it. Mimì and Rodolfo meet. They banter with the key and the candle for about five minutes. Then it goes like this:

“Che gelida manina” = Hi, I’m Rodolfo. I’m poor, but I’m nice.
“Si, mi chiamano Mimì” = Hi, I’m Mimì. I’m also, poor, and also nice.
“O soave fanciulla” = Let’s bang!

Most of the time singers and directors are just content to let Puccini’s music do the explaining. And Franco Zeffirelli’s production of La bohème  is such a staple at the Met that year in, year out, singers enter and leave the garret and it’s up to them to create the mood.

And sometimes they really don’t bother. In the last Bohème  in January I saw Joseph Calleja (in glorious voice) and Majia Kovalevska (in not so glorious voice) sat absentmindedly on opposite sides of the table, twiddling their thumbs as they waited for their turn to sing. It’s a rare thing to see singers who actually take the time to explain to the audience how and why Mimì and Rodolfo fall in love.

Vittorio Grigolo from the start was an unusually boyish, playful Rodolfo. In his tight scarf and fitted vest he was also hipster cool. The banter between him, Marcello (Massimi Cavalletti), Colline (Nicolas Testé), and Schaunard (Patrick Carfizzi) was genuinely fun and funny. But when Mimì knocked on the door, Grigolo all of sudden primped himself in the mirror, an endearingly insecure thing guys do when they’re nervous.

The Mimì (Anita Hartig, in her Met debut) wasn’t overtly kittenish or flirty—she was genuinely sick. She collapsed on the table immediately, and as Rodoldo ran to her side, they touched each other gingerly. Both “Che gelida manina” and “Si mi chiamano Mimì” were sung almost conversationally, with the occasional pause that people take when talking about themselves. They were shy and hesitant. But an adoring gaze here, an upward glance there, and you completely believed.

It helps that both Grigolo and Hartig have voices that, while beautiful and vibrant, are not large and rafter-raising. Thus it seemed as if they were singing to each other, rather to a 4,000 person auditorium. Grigolo took “Che gelida manina” in key, and it took a split second for his high C to get there, and his phrasing was so sensitive, his acting so believable, that I didn’t miss the extra decibels.

Hartig has a soft-grained soprano, with a quick vibrato. Her approach to the music reminds me in a way of her compatriot Angela Gheorghiu—as I said, she doesn’t push, she’s content to sound almost whispery, and she also lets her voice taper off at times, just like Gheorghiu.

But she knows when to let her voice bloom, as during the phrase “Ma quanto vein lo sgielo.” The gradual crescendo as Mimì spoke of the spring was absolutely captivating. Grigolo leaned forward to listen, and so did the audience. By “O soave fanciulla” one had totally forgotten that Mimì and Rodolfo just met 10 minutes ago, and when they kissed by the garret door, it was a fitting end to a beautifully played scene. (And for those who care, Grigolo took the high C along with Hartig in the final “Amor.”)

The second act of Zeffirelli’s Bohème  is always a crowd pleaser, but today I found it so garish and busy, especially after the sweet romanticism of Act One. Jennifer Rowley (another debut) has the right Musetta voice though—bright and silvery. It was a contrast with the earlier Musetta I saw this season, Irina Lungu, whose voice sounded way too dark and creamy for the role. And Rowley really acted the part too with an endearing brassiness. “Quando m’en vo” had the winning mix of agility, vivaciousness, and sensuality.

It was the third and fourth acts however that made this Bohème  the most touching I’ve ever seen (and I’ve seen quite a few). There was no awkward side hugging, air kissing, and other stage tricks between this Mimì and Rodolfo. Their body language was heart-rending, as was their singing. Both Grigolo and Hartig have that special quality of singing every phrase like they mean it and believe in it.

The highlights were Mimì and Rodolfo’s consecutive duets with Marcello in Act Three. Both Hartig and Grigolo poured out their heart and soul, and to see such lovable people in pain… Well, isn’t that the whole appeal of Bohème? It sounds so easy, but it’s so rarely achieved.

Hartig’s death scene was also masterful. During “Sono andati” she attempted to rise, and promptly fell back into Grigolo’s arms, and there were sniffles all over the house. It helped that the group of friends that rallies around Mimì and Rudolf truly seemed like a group of friends. When Colline sang “Vecchia zimarra”  to his coat, there was, as I said, no hint of the rote or routine. Testé, by the way, was making his debut as well, and has a rich, plummy bass baritone.

The conductor, Stefano Ranzani, took the leisurely approach, which was probably wise given both Grigolo and Hartig’s occasionally halting, idiosyncratic phrasing. I thought the second act crowd scene could have had more bounce, and he could have pushed the singers a little harder, to give the score more pulse and urgency in the big climaxes.

Grigolo was such a sensitive, ardent, likable Rodolfo that it was a bit of shock to experience his curtain calls. They really have to be seen to be believed, but I’ll try to describe the four step process:

  • He dramatically snaps his arms wide open, as a magician would do while opening his cape.
  • He swiftly falls to the floor on bended knee, as if he were about to propose.
  • He gives himself a tight embrace. As the applause swells, he’s too overwhelmed to look at the audience, but instead hugs himself tighter. He holds onto himself for dear life.
  • He dramatically snaps his arms open again, springs to his feet, and sweeps offstage.

But who cares? He’s such a generous artist, he deserves a hug.

Photo: Marty Sohl/Metropolitan Opera

  • williams

    Thanks Ivy, first rate review. Now I wish I’d gone.

  • A lovely review, Ivy, especially of Grigolo’s curtain call.

    • Lol, it really is one of a kind. But who cares? He wished me a happy birthday, sang a little, and then signed the cd with a heart. What a sweetie.

      • That’s very sweet. What’s funny is that I can completely picture the curtain call in my mind.

  • grimoaldo

    Love the description of Grigolo’s curtain calls! It’s one of the unique things about opera, these solo bows to huge ovations, the way different stars react to them has always interested and amused me. There is the faux “humble” -- look up to the gods with an expression of wonder -- “is all this really for me?”- the triumphant, punch the air -- the overwhelmed, sink slowly to knees, arms crossed across chest -- the “milk, milk, milk every moment, and then wave goodbye to your thousands of devoted fans, blowing kisses” -- and many more.

    • Also the singers who point to a special fan in the audience and mouth something to that special fan.

  • armerjacquino

    Hartig sounds a bit special. I was due to see her as Susanna in Vienna last year- had the flights and everything- but then I got a job and had to cancel the trip. Sounds as if I missed a treat.

    (PS: Italian department- ‘ma quando vien lo sgelo )

    • manou

      Singular Italian department : Massimo Cavalletti.

      • You can catch her on HD April 5th.

        • armerjacquino

          Ah, thank you!

          • Bill

            Hartig is genuine artist -- a silvery bright lyric voice in the de los Angeles or Pilou mode. She has been first and foremost a
            Mozart soprano in Vienna, Zerlina, Susanna,
            Pamina, Despina with Marzelline and Michaela added to the mix. Obviously she would be a very touching Butterfly in a small opera house but hopefully she is wise and stays a while with Mozart and lyric parts before embarking on more demanding parts -- a Melisande from her would be lovely. She was clearly by far the best singer of the lot in last night’s Boheme.

            Grigolo has a perculiar timbre and I guess one either grasps it or does not -- It is my opinion that he is not a remarkable musician and some lovely ones are interspersed with others not so lovely. He and the conductor did not always see eye to eye nor he with his colleagues. One kept wishing he had a voice more similar to that of Calleja (who sang very gorgeous Rodolfo together with Stoyanova a couple of seasons back both in Vienna and at the Met) -- Grigolo however moves better than Calleja. None of the other singers had particularly exceptional voices -- the Marcello was not of interest at all -- the others quite provincial. The Musetta dreadfully over-emoted with a rather uneven voice. Some fervent applause for the Mimi and Rodolfo (who milked the applause) but short lived. The intermissions lasted longer than the various acts themselves and practically no one left the auditorium for the second intermission -- the lobbies, bars and Grand Tier Restaurant were quite bereft of people after Act III but remarkably most of the audience stayed in their seats until at least the conductor made his solo bow (and the orchestra remained seated until that time as well). Bravo Hartig -- worth the price of omission on her own

            • manou

              Admission -- I would never have the nerve to correct anything Bill writes.

            • Thanks Bill for sharing your thoughts. I saw Calleja in Boheme as well and I agree the voice is more beautiful than Grigolo’s but I enjoyed Grigolo’s interpretation much more.

            • Flashback: Back in 2000, I saw an unknown Calleja as Rodolfo. He was all of 22 then. I remember hearing a resemblance to Pavarotti when I saw him, though his acuti weren’t all there yet. It was only years later when Calleja’s star was rising that I realised that he’s the same tenor who had made an impression years ago.

              Here’s a review at the time.


            • MontyNostry

              I just thought … Isn’t Malta a Commonwealth country? Should this Calleja man be singing in the US and taking jobs away from American tenors?

            • armerjacquino

              Monty- I’ve mentioned this nearly as much as YouKnowWhono is banged on about YouKnowWhat. See also: Pieczonka.

            • Krunoslav

              Now, Kiddies--

              Calleja is a great singer, worthy of any stage. The same can not be said for Ashley Holland, Christine Rice, Patricia Payne and Gwyn Hugues Jones.

              As for Pieczonka, she is Canadian and it is bad London-based singers taking jobs away from North American artists that concerns me. Canadians are North Americans, ya know?

            • armerjacquino

              Wow, it’s really cool the way you pretend to miss the point.

              Wait, you mean…?

            • Rowna

              I saw Calleja as well in Jan, and will see the HD April 5 and then again live in Pittsburgh for a Sunday matinee on the 6th! A lot of Bohemes in one season for me. Thank you, Ivy, for writing the kind of review I like to read: hip, fun, full of an enthusiastic perspective, plus you are my soul sister of misspellings. This opera also fulfills the requirements of my husband’s uber simplification of opera plots: the boy and the girl fall in love. they aren’t supposed to. at the end one or both die. But back to you -- I loved your description of Grigolo’s curtain calls. I think that can be a highlight of an evening of entertainment. Brava to you :)

            • Thanks Rowna and welcome back from the land down under!

    • MontyNostry

      I saw Hartig’s Mimi at the ROH about a year ago and I thought she gave the kind of performance Schwarzkopf would have given when she sang the role. She sounded like a Mozart singer to me and it was all a bit careful. This was the run of performances with Yoncheva as Musetta. The tenor was Illincai, who’s a bit of a belter. As it happened, the Schaunard was very good: Alessio Arduini.

      • armerjacquino

        Illincai’s Rodolfo has turned up on Sky Arts alongside Gerzmava’s Mimi. I thought they were both smashing, although of course the ‘in the house’ caveat applies.

  • Here’s more Hartig:

    • Ivy: Can you please stop being so patronising towards Alagna? Sheesh!!!

      • Hahaha I was ORDERED to never speak of him again, so I’m obeying that order.

  • m. p. arazza

    “…when Mimì knocked on the door, Grigolo all of sudden primped himself in the mirror”

    But doesn’t Rodolfo always do that in this production? At least I seem to remember it from the last time I saw it, with Calleja and Stoyanova. Those two, by the way, when they sang together, seemed to “breathe” as one…

  • A. Poggia Turra

    I wonder if Gelb would ever dare give a one-off performance of the Zeff Boheme with the performers in street clothes …..

  • I’ve found several variations on the Grigolo curtain call.

    Here’s one, where he coyly tells the crowd to shush:

    And this one from La Scala, which is closest to what I saw last night. Skip to 3:19:

    And here’s one where he’s on his best behavior, probably because Angie would have killed him:

    • And here’s another amazing one. He does the magician cape arm snap. He sinks to his knees. He reaches into his shirt, and throws his heart out to the audience. And then he hugs himself.

      • manou

        “Pass the sick bag, Alice” (Brits only).

        And Ivy -- the La Scala curtain call is missing. It’s OK -- not sure my stomach can take another one.

  • manou

    In another place…

  • The Met has currently posted both Calleja and Vittorio Grigolo’s versions of “Che gelida manina” online:

    But really, let’s have a “Che gelida manina” face-off from the most prominent Rodolfo’s singing the role today:





  • operaassport

    I think it used to be called love at first sight.

  • I found this review of La Boheme from its debut in 1890 at the Met:

    “La Bohème is foul in subject and fulminant, but futile, in its music. Its heroine is a twin sister of the woman of the camellias, whose melodious death puts such a delightfully soothing balm upon our senses that we forget to weep in Verdi’s opera. But Mimi is fouler than Camille, alias Violetta, and Puccini (sic) has not been able to administer the palliative which lies in Verdi’s music.”

  • -Ed.

    Love it! A beautifully written and succinct paragraph; a fine example of a reviewer clutching his pearls and waving his Verdi flag all at the same time. Love it!

  • Ivy, just saw this -- wonderfully written review -- a little bit of intimacy for those of us who weren’t there. I will not see this in house but do have a tkt for the HD on Apr 5th.

    • I have a feeling the whole thing will play beautifully on HD. And since it’s a Sony artist, let’s hope it makes it to DVD as well.

      • Has this production ever been released on DVD? I know the old Zeff production was, at least twice.

        • This is the old Zeffirelli production!

          • You’re right -- I was thinking the production before this one was also Zeff -- my mistake!

            • UpB7

              To Lurker del Cairo, you ARE right. This Zeffirelli production was released on DVD twice. (Before Zeffirelli’s production, there was the one whose DVD release starred Luciano Pavarotti and Renata Scotto -- from the late ’70’s.)

              Then Zeffirelli’s production debuted. The first DVD of the Zeffirelli was from 1981 or 1982 and it starred Jose Carreras and Teresa Stratas.
              The second DVD of the Zeffirelli was from 2006 or 2007 and it starred Ramon Vargas and Angela Gheorghiu.

            • This is alsio the Met’s second production of La Boheme in company history, hard to believe.

            • Ivy -- not sure if you are being serious or facetious -- according to the archives there have been at least 4!

            • I believe two were borrowed before the Zeffirelli one debuted.

            • I was surprised to see that Jos Mankiewicz directed a production in the 50’s -- that was borrowed?

            • Well for whatever reason I believe Zeffirelli advertises his production as the second in company history, I do know that a production was borrowed from Chicago.

            • :lol: “Old man yells at cloud…”

            • Ivy, there was

              1. The Met’s “original” production which premiered on tour in Los Angeles in 1900 with Melba as Mimi. This production was used, with some touching up here and there, through 1951.

              2. It was replaced by a production directed by Joseph L. Mankiewicz and designed by Rolf Gérard, premiering in December 1952. This production was last seen in March 1976, for a single performance starring Montserrat Caballe and Luciano Pavarotti.

              3. A year later, March 1977, a production designed by Pier Luigi Pizzi was borrowed from Chicago. This is the production seen on the first “Live from the Met” telecast. This production played into the following season, after which time Boheme left the repertoire for four years.

              4. The current Franco Zeffirelli production premiered December 14, 1981, i.e., 32 seasons ago.

            • Thanks La C. For some reason I always thought Zeff’s production was the second in Met history. Oh well.

              An unnamed cast member told me the beloved Zeff production is actually difficult for singers because the garret and the second act sets reduce the spaces the singers are allowed to move to the area of a tiny box. So the blocking s actually trickier than one would think. It looks charming from the stage but it’s not so charming for singers.

  • Jack Jikes

    Ivy -- I agree -- the most touching Boheme ever -- and like you, I’ve seen dozens.
    I have cried before at he end of act 3 but never at the end of act 4. I was reduced to sobbing. Hartig is a very great artist. In an era awash with wonderful tenors Grigolo reigns.

    • Yes I know oft everyone who says they don’t nee to see another Boheme I’m saying YES YOU NEED TO SEE THIS ONE.

  • Ilka Saro

    Reading this description of Hartig reminds me of hearing Hei Kyung Hong sing Mimi at the Met back nearly 30 years ago. She also had a small voice with a rapid vibrato. In those days before her voice had fully matured her upper range reminded of nothing so much as Snow White in that Disney movie. But holy cow, could that woman put across a Mimi! I kept going back, just to hear her sing Donde Lieta, and everytime it seemed as though time stopped when she sang “se vuoi serbarla a ricordo d’amor”.

    The expression “The performance was more beautiful than the sum of its parts” is very well-suited to describe what Hong did with the part.