LUCIA DI
LAMMERMOOR, BUXTON FESTIVAL
Buxton
Opera House
BUXTON
Festival has seen some great productions of classical comedy operas in past
years, but this time there are not a lot of laughs. Lucia Di Lammermoor is
about as tragic as they get, with the heroine knifing her husband on their
wedding night and appearing completely bonkers in the famous ‘mad scene’
afterwards.
Like
Verdi’s Giovanna D’Arco, the other fully-staged in-house production in the
festival, it’s all about one woman and her downfall.
It’s
perhaps unusual for Buxton in that it’s thought by many to be Donizetti’s
masterpiece and pretty frequently performed: in the mid-19th
century, the story, based on Walter Scott, was one of the most popular shows on
the stage.
So, rather
than rescuing a gem from unjust neglect by sheer imagination and verve despite
a tight budget, here the festival is inviting comparisons.
In one
sense, all you need for Lucia is a cast of excellent singers as your
principals, and the music will do the rest. And here they had them: Welsh
soprano Elin Pritchard puts her all into Lucia, with unflagging power; Adriano
Graziani is a very good young tenor and well cast as her true love, Edgardo;
Stephen Gadd is magnificently godfatherlike as her brother, Enrico; and
Bonaventura Bottone a class act, as ever, as the unfortunate Arturo whom she
marries.
Duets for
Lucia and Enrico, and Enrico and Edgardo, sounded superb, and the act two
sextet and finale were on a very high level.
But at the
same time I found Stephen Unwin’s production and Jonathan Fensom’s design
puzzling. The opera is set in Scotland
in the aftermath of the Jacobite risings. There could have been resonances with
the present day, as the plot is about forced marriage (Lucia’s brother makes
her marry for the sake of the clan) and the clash between Scottish nationalism
and unionism.
But the
costumes and props remove it clearly to the mid-20th century,
probably in Mafioso Italy, while there are painted cloths (drawn aside … I
suppose, symbolically) which could have come from the original Romantic
castles, swords, kilts and heather novel. I didn’t find that very enlightening,
or convincing. The ‘fountain’ of the text, in which another girl’s body is
supposed to have been dumped by her murderer, is a very Buxton-like horse
trough.
Musically I
had no complaints. Stephen Barlow conducts with urgency and fluency, and the
Northern Chamber Orchestra and Festival Chorus respond well to him. Those eery
motifs which foreshadow Lucia’s lunacy are cleverly brought out, and the singers
are skilfully supported.
****
Further
performance Saturday July 25.
Robert
Beale
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