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Domingo fails to lift tired Tosca
Andrew Maisel
This production of Tosca was first seen at the Royal Opera way back in 2006. Such has been its success that it has been revived six times and with Placido Domingo and Bryn Terfel at the helm of this current run, its popularity shows no sign of flagging.
This is a traditional production in all senses of the word. Paul Brown’s sets are all massive and darkly claustrophobic, set in the correct time and place, as are the costumes (a rarity in this day and age). Unfortunately acting and movement seem to have taken us back to an era where singers moved when they needed in order to deliver their arias, with little insight into character and motive. Amy Lane, the revival director for June (there was another one for May’s cast) seems to have made little conscious effort to give us anything but the bare bones of the story. Consequently chemistry between the principle characters was minimal; Tosca and Cavaradossi seeming more like strangers than lovers in their Act One exchanges.
As Tosca, Sondra Radvanovsky has enjoyed great success around the world, and in this, her Covent Garden debut in the role, she was in fine vocal form. Her voice is dark in tone and weighty, her upper registers totally secure. She saved her best for 'Vissi d’arte', understated and full of emotion. Her sweetly jealous Tosca in the first act was charming but in the crucial second act she never really convinced as a desperate woman bargaining for her lover’s life.
The Italian tenor Riccardo Massi was making his Covent Garden debut here and certainly cut a dashing young Cavaradossi. Possessing a sweet if smallish voice, he brought a freshness to the role, with some neat comic asides in the first act. His background as a stuntman certainly paid dividends in his wholly convincing collapse in the third act “mock” execution.
Bryn Terfel has subtely altered his Scarpia since his interpretation of the role in the original production in 2006. His malevolence and sheer evil intent then seemed all a bit over the top. Here he seemed to have added another dimension, the sense of corruption, both morally and sexually, enhanced. His sheer physical presence is, as always, one of his most alluring attributes.
Placido Domingo’s conducting tended to err on the laid back side of the interpretative coin. His violins soared passionately and lovingly around the melodic lines of Carvaradossi’s 'Dammi i colori…' and there was a lovely sense of hushed expectation in the opening lento to Act 3 where he conjured up some lovely chamber like sonorities. But all too often the requiste bite and tension, especially in the Act Two exchanges fell victim to this softly approach despite some beautifully refined playing from the Orchestra of the Royal Opera House.
For a work performed as often as Tosca, this production plays it safe as it gets. Its attractions are not hard to fathom, but it will disappoint those who want a bit more ambition from their opera.
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