Rossini,
Barber of
Seville:
San Francisco Opera, War Memorial Opera House, San Francisco,
04.11.2006 (PB)
Coming
on the heels of a leaden and moribund production of Tristan
and Isolde, Rossini’s The Barber of Seville proved
to be just the antidote for SFO subscribers. Not just
because Johannes Schaaf’s staging is so manically comic,
mind you. It’s simply more creative.
A
reprise of the 2003 production, this Barber again
features a two-story rotating house that seems inspired
by Frank Lloyd Wright. Its minimalist design values (translated
by Hans Dieter Schaal) provides a compelling visual contrast
to the convoluted plot.
While
a few patrons complained that opening night was less satisfying,
the subsequent show put on November 4, contained all the
musical ingredients associated with the world’s most beloved
opera.
Nathan
Gunn – arguably one of the most glamorous baritones alive
– was welcomed back as Figaro, and was given a well-deserved
hand for the role he first took on here three years ago.
Gunn is a supremely physical actor with a vocal style
that is muscular and virile. He’s a bit of a ham, too,
but that doesn’t hurt in commedia dell’arte.
Less
commanding, and far less confident, was Allyson McHardy,
who made her SFO debut just two years ago in Eugene Onegin.
Her Rosina was often tentative and somewhat weak, but
her rendition of “Una voce poco fa” was sublime.
As
expected, the American tenor, John Osborn, was outstanding.
This was his first time at SFO, but many in the audience
were familiar with his work with the Metropolitan Opera.
As Count Almaviva, he was both bold and elegant, employing
vocal shadings that are remarkably nuanced. Kudos, too,
for the ever-reliable Catherine Cook as Berta. She took
a star’s turn with the aria “Il vecchiotto cerca moglie.”
If
there was any element of disappointment, it may have been
generated in the pit this time. The same orchestra which
so gallantly saved the Wagner debacle a few weeks ago,
seemed a bit tired and disheartened. The much-acclaimed
Italian conductor, Maurizio Barbacini, appeared to be
at a loss, too, when trying to exhort more instrumental
excitement. One wonders what this maestro would do with
William Tell.
Patrick Burnson