The         Times
WEDNESDAY MAY         16 2001
Opera
A bland         beauty
BY RODNEY         MILNES
Covent Garden's         Traviata is a hit despite humdrum staging
The second run this         season of the Royal Opera’s popular production of Traviata         — the house was packed — has a lot going for         it. For a start, Edward Downes, that most wise and         experienced of Verdi conductors, is in the pit, so every         individual tempo and the musical architecture of each         scene seems perfectly judged, and he finds just the right         balance between dramatic pace and weight, between giving         the soloists room to sing with maximum expressiveness and         keeping them on a sympathetically tight rein.
Fluctuations of         pulse and accentuation, so crucial in this score, are         never over-stressed — they are just there as part of         the music’s natural flow. I cannot think of anyone I         would rather hear conducting this elusive score.
And the cast is         absolutely first-rate. The company has fielded a         formidable list of Violettas since the production was         launched with Angela Gheorghiu in 1994, and the latest,         Darina Takova, is up there with the best of them. The         Bulgarian soprano has everything: a needle-fine technique         that makes the first act sound easy allied to soprano         sound that is as warm as it is brilliant. And full as         well as warm. All too often you hear a singer who can         skitter through the coloratura of the opening act but         lacks the weight for the rest of the opera, but not here:         Takova attacks Gran Dio! Morir si giovane in the         last act with the passion and tonal heft of an Aida.         Darksomely expressive of feature and trim of figure, she         looks perfect too.
Her Alfredo is         Giuseppe Filianoti, who also looks and sounds young, and         sings with natural grace and ease. The only cavil         concerns his unwisely interpolated top C at the end of         his second-act scene, as unwise as Takova’s         unwritten high E flat at the end of the first act: if you         haven’t got it, don’t flaunt it. And Filianoti         didn’t seem in the least like a raw, inexperienced         youth from the provinces; suave and polished of         demeanour, he looked as though he went to louche parties         in the capital every night of the week.
Not so Alan Opie’s         Giorgio Germont (he is sharing the role with Dmitri         Hvorostovsky), sung with characteristic intelligence and         awareness of text.
Here was a stuffy,         self-assured provincial to a tee, and the insufferable         condescension with which he treated Violetta suggested he         might be a bad schoolmaster rather than a bank manager.         Either way, you can be sure he was down at the local         brothel twice a week without recognising any         inconsistency in his attitude to fallen women.
So, three very good         principals but, as can be the way with revivals of         standard repertoire in busy international houses, each         giving well-polished individual interpretations that didn’t         really mesh one with the other. There is a wealth of         textual detail in the interchanges between these         characters that wasn’t exploited in Monday’s         performance, and hasn’t been from the start in         Richard Eyre’s surprisingly bland production.         Musically an excellent revival, but no more.
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