Finally, a Turandot I can get behind! Tonight I went to the ancient ruins of the Caracalla Baths to
Finally, a Turandot I can get behind! Tonight I went to the ancient ruins of the Caracalla Baths to see Turandot. It was a beautiful evening, with just a slight breeze. Angus, you’d be interested to know that the demographic is quite different to the Sydney Opera crowd, with far more young people. The audience was generally better dressed too. The setting was very minimal, but the big shock was that the Opera ended with the mourning of Liù. I’ve always hated the ended by Alfano (added after Puccini died). I believe the best thing would be for Turandot to discover she love Calaf and for him to utterly reject her as he realises that Liù was his true love and he had simply been blinded by lust for Turandot. Anyway, ending with Liù’s death was almost as good. Ending this way also makes Soprano Rocio Ignacio the star of the show. She was a great Liù. There was much murmuring in the crowd as people wondered why the crew were taking their bows ‘early’ (clearly I wasn’t the only person who’d booked a ticket prior to the reviews coming out). A lot of people left while the cast were still taking their bows, but this could have been because the taxi queue was enormous (I ended up walking the 2.5 km home, thankful I hadn’t worn heels). Anyway, it was a great night. -- source link
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