For those who might 
                think opera boring, stuffy and static, 
                I recommend that they take a look at 
                this Dario Fo production. From the rise 
                of the curtain to the curtain calls, 
                there is never a dull moment. This production 
                of The Barber of Seville raises 
                farce to the sublime. Blink and you 
                will miss something. The stage is in 
                constant movement. The pace is frenetic. 
                Right from the start of Rossini’s overture, 
                a frantic Harlequinade unfolds as the 
                characters push some of the remaining 
                scenery into position; the beautifully 
                detailed, but modular sets are so designed 
                that they drop down, or are moved easily 
                into place by the actors so that the 
                pace of the production is never slackened. 
                The stage props are frequently hilarious, 
                often ingenious: the artful pantomime 
                horse; the large twirling umbrella that 
                ‘gives birth’ to many smaller ones propelled 
                around the stage as Basilio craftily 
                suggests that the planned slander of 
                Count Almaviva will spread on ‘gusts 
                of wind’. Then there is the transformation 
                of Doctor Bartolo into a clone of Don 
                Quixote, bested by Almaviva in his first 
                impersonation, as a drunken soldier, 
                to get close to his beloved Rosina. 
                These are just three visual delights 
                amongst many. Lighting and sets are 
                excellent. 
              
 
              
As Figaro, chubby-cheeked 
                baritone, David Malis, may appear too 
                boyish for some and his singing could 
                be more expressive. Think of Thomas 
                Allen, for instance, and how he could 
                invest so much meaning into each of 
                those Figaros. Lyric tenor Richard Croft 
                is an energetic Almaviva, ardent and 
                enthusiastically prepared to act the 
                fool. The singing legend, Renato Capecchi, 
                is an inspired Doctor Bartolo, crafty 
                and grasping yet vulnerably gullible. 
                His angry tongue-twisting Act I patter 
                song is one of the highlights of the 
                production. But my fullest admiration 
                is reserved for the impressive range 
                of the velvety chocolate-toned young 
                American mezzo-soprano, Jennifer Larmore 
                as a cheeky and wily Rosina. Simone 
                Alaimo is suitably grasping and greasy 
                as Basilio while Leonie Schoon is well 
                cast as the long-suffering, somewhat 
                clumsy maid, Berta. Roger Smeets fills 
                in two contrasting roles as the ebullient 
                Fiorello and the pompous army officer. 
                The chorus and the dancers who fill 
                the stage with so much colour and fun 
                are very good too. Excellently co-ordinating 
                it all, and leading a very exuberant 
                Netherlands Chamber Orchestra is Alberto 
                Zedda. 
              
 
              
An energetic, nay frenetic 
                production full of fun and colour with 
                some outstanding singing - unhesitatingly 
                recommended. 
              
Ian and 
                Grace Lace