Recenzje poprzednich produkcji
7Was Regisseur Barrie Kosky macht, ist meistens klug und immer sinnlich. Wenn er in München zu Gast ist, sind die Erwartungen hoch: Schließlich sind ihm an der Bayerischen Staatsoper schon mehrere Inszenierungen gelungen, zuletzt ein starker "Rosenkavalier". Nun hat er die Tierfabel "Das schlaue Füchslein" von Leoš Janáček in Szene gesetzt – für Kosky "ein Spiegel unserer Welt in 100 Minuten".
Wunderbar Peter Bording als Jupiter, ein Bürger im Anzug, der seine Priviliegien davonschwimmen sieht; dass er Eurydike als Fliege becircen will, ist von grausam-komischer Konsequenz. Dazu passt sein verzweifelt blasierter Gesang.
“Fire of Disrespect” (Émile Zola). "Max Hopp as John Styx, who speaks dubbing, is an excellent cast - just as wonderfully strange as the production itself."
Es estupendo cómo Peter Bording, en el papel del jefe de los dioses, de voz potente, tira de toda la comedia para hacer gala del hombre permanentemente agredido y, al mismo tiempo, conservar un poco de simpatía por él mismo (según el lema de que "Júpiter es tan solo un hombre").
Herbert Fritsch , known for his colorful and extremely lively productions, makes all the actors appear like puppets in constant motion and demands everything from the singers. There is hardly a moment when there aren't exaggerated gestures and constant jumping, twitching and grimacing. Everything looks extremely abstract. This may have some entertainment value, but over time it just becomes too much.
Herbert Fritsch , known for his colorful and extremely lively productions, makes all the actors appear like puppets in constant motion and demands everything from the singers. There is hardly a moment when there aren't exaggerated gestures and constant jumping, twitching and grimacing. Everything looks extremely abstract. This may have some entertainment value, but over time it just becomes too much.
Flórez set a high bar, but the other principals cleared it. Paolo Bordogna was an engagingly buffo Bartolo. As Rosina, Vasilisa Berzhanskaya’s coloratura was impeccable, her middle voice well controlled, her high notes sure-footed. The robust baritone of Étienne Dupuis’ Figaro was the perfect instrument for the wily barber with his finger in every Sevillian pie who helps guide Almaviva and Rosina to a happy ending. And as the scheming Don Basilio, Ildar Abdrazakov’s gloriously effortless and sonorous bass was a treat. Also good, if not exceptional, were Aurora Marthens as Bartolo’s nerve-wracked maid and Stefan Astakhov as Almaviva's servant, Fiorello. And if not champagne, the Staatsopernorchester under Michele Mariotti was at least a sparkling wine, delivering much of the elegance, wit, zest and glitter found in the music. But not all was well on stage. No less an expert than Verdi wrote that Barbiere “is the finest opera buffa that exists”. Rossini left plenty of room for slapstick in his comic opera, but there was simply too much of it in this performance; too many unnecessary pratfalls, too much mugging. Simply put, it was too laboured an effort to be funny. And so, the heavy handed attempts to provoke laughs from the audience soon met the same fate as the perpetually moving scenic backdrops: at first pleasing, they soon turned annoying, two blemishes on an otherwise enjoyable evening.
