The Royal Opera: Live in Concert review – Italianate fizz with a patch of flatness – The Arts Desk

What could be better than Mozarts Overture to The Marriage of Figaro to celebrate the Royal Operas next step on the path out of lockdown? Ideally, the rest of the opera, especially remembering Antonio Pappanos lively interaction with his singers playing the continuo role. But the unavoidably touchy-feely action, even in a semi-staged performance, still cant be realized, so what we got on Friday night was a starry(ish) gala instead always a tricky act to sustain.

First, the real cause for celebration: the full Royal Opera Orchestra filling the stalls area and the Chorus in the boxes and stalls circle. No-one conducts the Italian repertoire better than Pappano, and if the Figaro Overture felt ceremonial rather than human-vivacious, with just one dodgy moment of co-ordination, the rest was perfection from an orchestral point of view. Sheer sparkle carried us along with Vito Priantes Rossini Figaro tough on him not to have a proper audience to address, but the Royal Opera forces were in front of him, and gave due applause the Act One Adina-Nemorino duet from Donizettis Lelisir damore with (Italian) Americans Charles Castronovo and Lisette Oropesa, complete with elixir-bottle and a mixture of gravitas and fireworks in the final scene of La Cenerentola.

Aigul Akhmetshina (pictured below), graduate of the Royal Operas Jette Parker Young Artists Programme, is a happy international treasure, but could have done with some direction to give due seriousness to Cinders acknowledgement of her unhappy recent past. Later her Carmen seemed to be laughing at Don Joses desperation, when surely the point is that our heroine stands firm and proud and simply refuses to lie when shes fallen out of love. Still, Akhmetshina sustained the spirit. Oropesa as Bellinis sleepwalking Amina shone in the most perfect of bel canto finales, always better excerpted (perhaps along with the Act One duet) so that we dont have to sit through the whole thing. The dip began, and a note of strain to what needed to seem effortless crept in, when Castronovo returned to sing Ricardos last-act aria from Verdis Un ballo in maschera; in any case, is this anyones favourite? Gerald Finley settled in to Iagos Credo after a touch of insecurity right at the top; hes now an accomplished villain, an eyebrow-raising satyr, and villainous was his one note of the evening, the nihilism of Otellos tempter matched in the grand final with the cupidity in church of Puccinis Scarpia.

It might have been better to stick to the Italian repertoire throughout. Kristne Opolais as Dvoraks Rusalka didnt fit, and though she is an instinctive stage animal, the dramatic soprano voice has suffered some wear and tear (less problematic in her Tosca, pictured below with Finley). I could have done without the Offenbach (Priante again as diamond-wielding Dapertutto) and Massenet (Oropesa in Manons Gavotte). Act 4 of Bizets Carmen from the Toreador Chorus onwards raised the temperature again and allowed the chorus to really let rip; ditto the Te Deum of Tosca, the flamboyant return of grand opera to Covent Garden. Some have lamented the lack of a British star in this fourth livestreamed evening from the Royal Opera House, but the national presence has already graced the first and second concerts, while the third showcased the Jette Parker young artists, so no complaints there. Only praise, too, for the sound and look of the thing (backdrop from Bob Crowley's designs for the well-wearing production of La traviata) Pappano pointed out, in one of the more interesting chats with presenter Katie Derham - a few too many of those - that shifting quarantine rules had made booking artists tricky; he lost six in one day. All the more credit, then, to the end result; but if you havent seen it yet and I still recommend you do you might like to skip the less successful numbers so that the champagne properly flows. And watch this space for some kind of return to audience life at Covent Garden: not too long to wait now.

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