“About the only good thing that can be said for New York City Opera’s Orpheus, which opened Saturday night, is that it made the rest of the company’s feeble season seem scintillating by comparison.” [New York Post]
“This Billy Budd would have worked better with a stronger set of singers. Nathan Gunn, sporting a lank blond wig and puffy shirt, looked more surfer than savior. Worse, his baritone sounded small and distant.” [New York Post]
“Some days you can feel like a hero just getting out of bed in the morning. That’s the message of Gotham Chamber Opera’s delightful production of Il Sogno di Scipione, which opened Wednesday.” [New York Post]
An understudy saved the show at the Met’s La Traviata Friday night, but no star was born.
When the hard-partying heroine of Massenet’s Manon hits bottom, she literally lands in the gutter.
Now New York City Opera has given us a “Così Fan Tutte” starring the undead.
When Verdi’s Macbeth returned to the Met Thursday night, miscasting doomed the revival as surely as any witch’s curse.
“Juan Diego Flórez made an untraditional Nemorino, his small but diamond-bright tenor unlike the luscious lyric voice usually heard in this part.”
Cher Public