Video Opera: Carmen - Caracalla 2009 (Bizet)
A beautiful scene from Carmen was staged in the past few days at the Baths of Caracalla, Rome. For further information you can read the post before this, but for now Take a little time listening.
Monday, August 10, 2009
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August 2009: Carmen
August 4: Tosca .
August 5: Carmen .
so I spent two wonderful evenings Roman (ignoring the beautiful Trovatore enjoyed Saturday at the theater in Ostia Antica), lulled by the sweet first jealousy of Floria Tosca, and Carmen from the mischievous, in a voyage in the nineteenth century, full of suggestions from charm, between two ways of doing the work, that of George Bizet and Puccini innovation.
Caracalla is a very attractive scenario, although listening to opera in a theater is something else, without microphones croak, without the wind that pushes the tunes playfully removing them, without the planes that occasionally pass to remind you that you are not nineteenth century, no.
Fortunately, however, the song remains the same, a spell that captures and holds you there, suspended between two worlds.
And always, fortunately, when the Opera House has organnizzare such events, interpreters are a guarantee. Not that elsewhere there are not singers at. Not that the organization sometimes does not pull any dirty trick (such as the presence of non-presence Domingo to directions, such as the presence of non-presence Gheorghiu Alagna and his wife in a beam advertised everywhere). But, usually, everything runs smoothly. With good satisfaction of us enthusiasts, avid music lovers.
And so I left to drive from the beautiful voices of Fabio Armiliato , Vittoria Todisco, Giorgio Surian, Elina Garance, Valter Borin, Carlo Colombara and many others. And for a few hours I was really elsewhere. What
Opera comes close winner from this comparison?
Tosca and Carmen, to love two women, two works by love. A draw, certainly when it comes to emotions, when it comes to melodies or interpreters.
triumphs at the Carmen consideraioni if \u200b\u200bwe pause to the most banal, but not negligible: the scenery.
I was disappointed, Tosca, deeply, with all the mania to modernize, to be outrageous at all costs, as if it is not so wonderful to take a trip in 1800, so simply have to. No, no need to overdo it with minimalism modern left me somewhat perplexed that I was not allowed to be in history, not quite, at least. Cold and tasteless, the map of Rome and those printed on the inclined panels of light that always seemed too little to give the idea together. They tried, as in the Aida a few years ago. I hope they do this again. Wonderful
instead the scene of Carmen, but a simple refinement Incredi capable with little change to drag the listener in a different place each time, between the tables as a tavern in the mountains or out of an arena. Color and elegance, to accompany the best that Bizet thought as a vast panorama. Enjoyable evening, great performers. With a little less wind, an evening of praise.
Tonight is staged Nabucco, back to Ostia Antica.
jump, this time, just to other commitments. But I would have liked to be there because the Roman theater is a thousand times more fascinating than Caracalla, and in structure and austica. A place created for the performances, and the difference is apparent.
Luckily I still have the melodies in my head of Tosca and Carmen.
Tonight, at least, will accompany me.
August 5: Carmen .
so I spent two wonderful evenings Roman (ignoring the beautiful Trovatore enjoyed Saturday at the theater in Ostia Antica), lulled by the sweet first jealousy of Floria Tosca, and Carmen from the mischievous, in a voyage in the nineteenth century, full of suggestions from charm, between two ways of doing the work, that of George Bizet and Puccini innovation.
Caracalla is a very attractive scenario, although listening to opera in a theater is something else, without microphones croak, without the wind that pushes the tunes playfully removing them, without the planes that occasionally pass to remind you that you are not nineteenth century, no.
Fortunately, however, the song remains the same, a spell that captures and holds you there, suspended between two worlds.
And always, fortunately, when the Opera House has organnizzare such events, interpreters are a guarantee. Not that elsewhere there are not singers at. Not that the organization sometimes does not pull any dirty trick (such as the presence of non-presence Domingo to directions, such as the presence of non-presence Gheorghiu Alagna and his wife in a beam advertised everywhere). But, usually, everything runs smoothly. With good satisfaction of us enthusiasts, avid music lovers.
And so I left to drive from the beautiful voices of Fabio Armiliato , Vittoria Todisco, Giorgio Surian, Elina Garance, Valter Borin, Carlo Colombara and many others. And for a few hours I was really elsewhere. What
Opera comes close winner from this comparison?
Tosca and Carmen, to love two women, two works by love. A draw, certainly when it comes to emotions, when it comes to melodies or interpreters.
triumphs at the Carmen consideraioni if \u200b\u200bwe pause to the most banal, but not negligible: the scenery.
I was disappointed, Tosca, deeply, with all the mania to modernize, to be outrageous at all costs, as if it is not so wonderful to take a trip in 1800, so simply have to. No, no need to overdo it with minimalism modern left me somewhat perplexed that I was not allowed to be in history, not quite, at least. Cold and tasteless, the map of Rome and those printed on the inclined panels of light that always seemed too little to give the idea together. They tried, as in the Aida a few years ago. I hope they do this again. Wonderful
instead the scene of Carmen, but a simple refinement Incredi capable with little change to drag the listener in a different place each time, between the tables as a tavern in the mountains or out of an arena. Color and elegance, to accompany the best that Bizet thought as a vast panorama. Enjoyable evening, great performers. With a little less wind, an evening of praise.
Tonight is staged Nabucco, back to Ostia Antica.
jump, this time, just to other commitments. But I would have liked to be there because the Roman theater is a thousand times more fascinating than Caracalla, and in structure and austica. A place created for the performances, and the difference is apparent.
Luckily I still have the melodies in my head of Tosca and Carmen.
Tonight, at least, will accompany me.
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