At Lincoln Center, Teatro Nuovo presents two bel canto works—one, by Donizetti, featuring Christian martyrs and the other, by Federico and Luigi Ricci, a fairy godmother; upstate, a Bard SummerScape production of Camille Saint-Saëns’s historical drama captures a king’s tyranny.
By
Heidi Waleson
July 24, 2023 at 5:52 pm ET
Ricardo José Rivera and Chelsea Lehnea
PHOTO: STEVEN PISANO/TEATRO NUOVO
New York
There’s little opera to be had in New York City during the summer these days, so all the more reason to be grateful for Will Crutchfield’s enterprising Teatro Nuovo, which specializes in historically informed performances of bel canto works. This season brought two rarities: “Poliuto,” a tragedy by Gaetano Donizetti, and “Crispino e la Comare,” a comic romp by the now-forgotten brother duo Federico and Luigi Ricci, performed at Lincoln Center’s Rose Theater last week. Both were semi-staged, with simple projections of historical set drawings for atmosphere, and the capable chorus lined up for its moments.
“Poliuto,” written in 1838 but not performed until 1848 due to censorship issues, is a terrific piece, tightly plotted in its vigorous sequence of arias, duets and ensembles. Set in Armenia in 259, Salvatore Cammarano’s libretto traces the story of the titular Roman officer and secret Christian convert (St. Polyeuktos); his wife, Paolina; and the Roman proconsul Severo, Paolina’s former beloved, whom she believed dead but who has reappeared. The action revolves around episodes of jealousy being trumped by faith, and Poliuto ultimately embraces martyrdom, joined by Paolina.
The score has the lilting rhythms and coloratura lyricism of Donizetti’s “Lucia” but also prefigures the dramatic heft of early Verdi operas. The period-instrument orchestra, positioned at audience level rather than in a pit, was authoritatively led by Jakob Lehmann—who, as was the period practice, stood in front of the ensemble and occasionally picked up his violin. Apart from some sour bassoon passages at the very beginning, the orchestra played with verve and flexibility, and Maryse Legault, the principal clarinetist, shone in a stunning solo moment that introduced the soprano.
Santiago Ballerini
PHOTO: STEVEN PISANO/TEATRO NUOVO
The well-coached principal singers brought legato elegance and dramatic intensity to their roles. Tenor Santiago Ballerini was a splendid Poliuto, stylishly balancing his furious outbursts with his intimations of the divine, especially in his Act 2 aria. As Paolina, Chelsea Lehnea displayed a powerful, slightly wiry-sounding soprano, with pinpoint coloratura and impressive control of dynamics. Paolina was a Maria Callas role, and Ms. Lehnea appeared at times to be excessively channeling that diva’s over-the-top fervor. As Severo, Ricardo José Rivera’s stentorian baritone worked best when he was called upon to act the heavy as opposed to the disappointed lover. Hans Tashjian’s bass was oddly light for the villain, Callistene, the High Priest of Jupiter.
Comedy in opera is always harder than tragedy, and “Crispino” (1850)—about an impoverished cobbler who is turned into a doctor by a fairy godmother (La Comare)—is a series of set-piece jokes, many of them too long, rather than an integrated evening. It was vigorously led from the keyboard by Jonathan Brandani, and starred bass-baritone Mattia Venni as a hilarious Crispino, who brilliantly executed the rapid Italian patter and the subtle physical comedy of the role. As Crispino’s wife, the flirtatious Annetta, Teresa Castillo’s high-flying coloratura didn’t have quite enough variety for the length of her role—she got the biggest solo moments, including the final rondo. The potent mezzo Liz Culpepper(La Comare) and the bright tenor Toby Bradford (Contino del Fiore) made fine contributions; bass Vincent Graña (Mirabolano, a rival doctor) paired up with Mr. Venni for an exchange of patter insults that was the highlight of the evening.
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Annandale-on-Hudson, N.Y.
Bard’s SummerScape festival also specializes in obscure operas, and this year’s offering, “Henri VIII” by Camille Saint-Saëns, which opened on Friday, is a find. Written for the Paris Opera in 1883, it is a fascinating dissection of how a tyrant gets his way. The libretto by Léonce Détroyat and Paul-Armand Silvestre presents a fictionalized account of Henri’s divorce from Catherine d’Aragon and his marriage to Anne Boleyn that is deliberately unromantic, and director Jean-Romain Vesperini and conductor Leon Botstein deftly traced its psychological manipulations in this acute staging. Through a series of lengthy, conversational scenes—the performance ran four hours with one 30-minute intermission—we follow the steps of each confrontation to its logical outcome. Other characters may think they have the upper hand, but Henri always wins.
Verdi’s “Don Carlos,” written for the Paris Opera 16 years earlier, is similarly grounded in royal struggles over power and religion. But it foregrounds love and flawed human relationships, while “Henri VIII” has a narrower focus. Invented elements in the opera include a secret letter proving a pre-existing romance between Anne and Don Gómez de Feria, the Spanish ambassador to England, as well as two dramatic encounters between Catherine and Anne, but their purpose is to demonstrate who’s up and who’s down.
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Catherine, sensitively sung by soprano Amanda Woodbury, had two poignant arias—a plea to the synod that is to decide whether Henri may divorce her, and a lament for her Spanish homeland as she nears death—which made her the one marginally sympathetic figure in the piece. Bass-baritone Alfred Walker brought a gravelly weight and intensity to Henri, making it clear that the story is all about him. Mezzo Lindsay Ammann’s occasionally harsh upper register and arresting contralto extension proved highly effective for Anne, whose ambition outweighs all other considerations. Josh Lovell’s pure tenor gave Don Gómez a veneer of innocence, and the large chorus, prepared by James Bagwell, was splendid in the synod scene of Act 3, switching from a hymnlike solemnity to a boisterous freedom anthem, backing Henri as he rids himself of his wife and the dominance of Rome in a single stroke.
Tudor costumes by Alain Blanchot grounded the production in its historical era; scenic designer Bruno de Lavenère and lighting designer Christophe Chaupinsuggested a more ambiguous and shadowy world using metallic scrims, video projections of architectural elements, and a tilted platform. One high point was the transition into the synod scene: As the introductory music unfolded, light snaked along the stone tracery of a giant rose window, as though building the setting on the spot, an apt metaphor for the opera’s theme of single-handed domination.
Ms. Waleson writes on opera for the Journal and is the author of “Mad Scenes and Exit Arias: The Death of the New York City Opera and the Future of Opera in America” (Metropolitan).
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