The stage of the Santa Fe Opera was empty, and from the auditorium one could see out to the distant mountains where the final clouds of a dramatic storm had parted to reveal a few final shafts of evening sun. Then the overture began. As it progressed, a shape emerged from behind the stage, rising until it had eclipsed the sunset: it was a large copper-coloured sculpture of what appeared to be a skull shrouded in fabric. This image of death would dominate the stage for the next three hours but, apart from sheer bulk, it contributed remarkably little to a production of Don Giovanni which was otherwise deeply traditional. However the performance, given as part of the Santa Fe Opera’s sixtieth season, rarely failed to entertain and was elevated frequently by its strong cast.
One can perhaps see what director Ron Daniels and set designer…
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