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By STEVEN CORNELIUS
BLADE MUSIC CRITIC
It's easy to read the story of Puccini's opera Madama Butterfly
as a comment on American hubris. And certainly there are echoes
of the 19th-century American naval Lieutenant Pinkerton in Washington
today. It is equally possible to see the story as a grown-up fairy
tale of sorts in which the troubled world of Butterfly herself
represents the inner voice so often trampled by the dull passions
of daily life.
In each of these scenarios, however, the audience often is left
on the outside looking in, witnessing the human foolishness like
some all-knowing, yet impotent, Greek chorus. Happily, last night's
Toledo Opera production, which was deeply personal, brought the
viewer inside the characters' minds and hearts. Disturbingly, the
story of these lost souls, writ in primary colors, was also ours.
The
opera tells of Cio-Cio San (Butterfly), the girl/woman geisha who
marries Pinkerton. She marries for love and forever, he for the
adventure of the moment. Pinkerton ships off to sea and for three
years Butterfly waits. When he finally does return, it is with
an American wife. Butterfly kills herself, not from despair (though
she is filled with it), but out of honor and a sense of duty.
Stage
director Helena Binder took care to contrast American casualness
against Japanese formality. Pinkerton swaggers and sways like some
former-day Elvis. Japanese characters move with tightly measured
gaits. All this is played out amid towering shoji screens that
suggest the patterned fragility of social balance across cultures.
Cio-Cio
San would like to bridge those differences, to be reborn, as it
were, and embrace the best of each. But still so close to the cocoon
that shaped her, she is too inexperienced and too misunderstood.
Ultimately, she finds footing in neither world.
Butterfly was gracefully
sung by the soulful soprano Ai-Lan Zhu, who portrayed this gigantic
stage character with delicate grace.
Her aria "One fine day," was
sung with an aching sense of youthful and restless anticipation.
If only Butterfly could slow down, then perhaps she could find
her balance. Alas, she cannot. Amid all the waiting, things move
too fast.
The clear-toned tenor
George Dyer was maddeningly charming as Pinkerton, the character
audiences, and especially parents of daughters, should love to
hate. No wonder Butterfly falls for him.
Baritone Weston Hurt sang
the role of the sensible American Consul Sharpless with emotional
breadth and vocal nuance. He wants to do right by Butterfly but
somehow cannot get through to her. His grief was palpable.
Thomas
Conlin conducted members of the Toledo Symphony in a lively and
harmonically transparent performance. Lighting designer David Gano
alternately bathed the stage in warm pastels and foreboding shadows.
The
chorus filled the stage with the precise geometries of a kaleidoscope.
The
Toledo Blade, Sunday, November 6, 2005
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