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5Moreover, the grandeur and ambition of work, production, and orchestral performance notwithstanding, not to forget the work of the excellent chorus, there was something winningly intimate, in the opéra comique tradition to what we saw and heard from the singers on stage. That is not to suggest a lack of vocal scale, but simply to point to their convincing performances as characters on stage. If Roman Trekel and Wolfgang Schöne both proved somewhat dry and stiff, the rest of the cast more than compensated. Peter Sonn’s Max was fresh toned, enthusiastic, vulnerable, Falk Struckmann’s Kasper very much his dark, virile antagonist (even, in this context, alter ego?) Anna Samuil gave perhaps the strongest performance I have heard from her as Agathe, exhibiting a fine sense, scenic and vocal, of tragic catastrophe before the last. Anna Prohaska’s more colourful, spirited Ännchen, despatched words and coloratura not only with ease but with intent and meaning. Performed in this new ‘version’ without an interval, the work emerged, Goldilocks-like, just right: neither too short nor too long. That, however, should remain a dark fairy-tale for another day.
Es una escena trepidante, de vibrante pulso, vistosidad y detalles. Acorde con el libreto y el preciosismo musical que vuelca Mozart en una ópera (dramma giocoso) que combina humor y lirismo, bufonería y honduras. Todo, todas las aristas de la obra maestra fueron recreadas por un Barenboim en noche de gracia, animado también por un engrasado sexteto vocal sin fisuras. Ni siquiera la mezzosoprano Marina Viotti (hija del desparecido director Marcello Viotti y hermana del también director Lorenzo Viotti), de la que se anunció que “se encuentra indispuesta, pero cantará”, dio muestras de ello.
Orendt impressed once more, if anything still more so than as the Count. His dark, virile baritone was well complemented by Bogdan Volkov’s sweet-voiced tenor, ardent and imploring as required, as Ferrando. The latter’s duet with Evelin Novak’s Fiordiligi was a particular vocal (and orchestral) highlight for me. Fiordiligi’s journey, traced in finest Egyptian vocal cotton, was throughout as involving as Huguet’s banalities permitted. I was less sure about Marina Viotti’s contrasting Dorabella, though concluded that to be more a matter of taste than anything else, her degree of forthrightness in, say, ‘E amore un ladroncello’, a valid interpretative choice (if not necessarily mine). Lucio Gallo made for an effortlessly stylish, verbally acute Don Alfonso. Barbara Frittoli shared the same virtues and offered a welcome change as voice of experience rather than irritating soubrette. She felt no need to resort to silly voices for Despina’s other ‘characters’, employing subtler transformations of tone and colour.
And Sebastian Weigle, once the horn player of the Staatskapelle, now leads the opera as a conductor with a deep understanding of the forest romance and the sensitivity of the fairy tale tone: he places the orchestra's most cautious pianissimo under the enchantingly clear voices of Katrin Wundsam as Hansel and Elsa Dreisig as Gretel. "
That is certainly the greatest architectural and acoustic treasure of this house: proximity. In Achim Freyer's production of “Hansel and Gretel” you sit inside a child's heart. It is a dark room of dreams and lust, of fear and wishes, of a fantasy that gives birth to the monstrous: a garden spider as God in heaven, a giant cat with white mice sticking to its tongue, and a witch with sausage lips and a coffee cup hat.
