Tuesday, April 14, 2009
An Opera in Two Acts
Conductor: Louis Langree
Production: Marthe Keller
Set Designer: Michael Yeargan
Costume Designer: Christine Rabot-Pinson
Lighting Designer: Jean Kalman
Choreographer: Blanca Li
Stage Director: Gina Lapinski
Samuel Ramey as LEPORELLO
Peter Mattei as DON GIOVANNI
Rayond Aceto as THE COMMENDATORE
Pavol Breslik as DON OTTAVIO
Erin Wall as DONNA ANNA
Barbara Frittoli as DONNA ELVIRA
Isabel Bayrakdarian as ZERLINA
Shenyang as MASETTO
This Opera takes place in the city of Seville, in southern Spain, in the 17th Century. At that time Seville was regarded as an unworldly place of mystic, enchantment, "hot-blooded young men, and exotically beautiful women".
It is a story of the most famous mythical Lover in the world, Don Juan, whom they call Don Giovanni in this Opera. He is an infamous lothario who is unable to stay away from women. He loves the game of Seduction and is willing to do anything and seduce anyone, just to add another notch to his belt.
It illustrates the power struggle of class and sex.
The score of Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart (1756-1791), "Don Giovanni" is spell-binding. The entire operatic theatre resonated with Mozart's Symphony and the high pitched tone of the Opera singers.
As the first scene began, the low-hanging chandeliers were drawn up into the ceiling, and the magnificent curtains opened to reveal the first scene.
Everyone entering the theatre were dressed in long flowing gowns and most even had on gloves pulled up above their elbows.
I felt as though I were in a time long past. Just before the show started, a lady with full white hair, down to her shoulders and a long pointy face loomed in the row in front of me. She was looking to the back of the theatre. Even though I was looking straight at her, she did not flinch and keep a rigid face, as though I was not even in the room. She reached down and grabbed her shawl, pulling it over her shoulders and continued to stare straight to the back of the hall.
In the far right corner of the theatre, I noticed varing balcony tiers, with the most georgous evening wear I have yet seen. Elegant women, as though floating to their seats, with their long gowns were getting seated. Some of the younger women would crack a small smile and I even caught some showing their teeth when they smiled. But most were severely serious, as though to grin or smile would be a disrespect to the Operatic Theatre and to the Ambiance.
Good Experience and Very good Opera. Captured my attention.