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Opera Criticism in âthe Best of All Possible Worldsâ
Memoirs on My First Opera Season
All in all, this essay I would call the most important in the whole 2018â19 opera season. It contains my conclusions on the industry and modern opera criticism, you can read it on Medium (I ruled out a possibility to include it into the curatorâs choice, so it will be always free of charge).
Full essay (in English).
Nemunas magazine (translated into Lithuanian).
The first part (on Tumblr, in English).
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Opera Criticism in âthe Best of All Possible Worldsâ (Part 1)
Memoirs on My First Opera Season
This essay was published in Nemunas magazine on 21st of July 2019, translated into Lithuanian.
Iâm now finishing my first opera season as an international opera critic. During this year I wrote about thirty reviews for three publications and started researching for writing two big articles about the problems of the industry. But the more I write about the opera world, the more problematic I find sharing my critical opinion.
Far behind repertory stagnation, gatekeepers, merciless directors, and other serious issues, we are quietly missing the crisis of criticism. And itâs nothing about unprofessional writers or loyalty to singers and opera houses.
It is about two most important components â the opinions and the medium for their distribution.
Here you can read a full versionÂ
Part One: Whatâs on Us?
When I started to write about opera, I got an additional course in Music Theory from the University of Birmingham. I thought to refresh my knowledge was really important. So I could describe what Iâve seen more confidently. Go, watch, review. Thatâs an opera criticism, as is. And Iâve adored some perfect examples of this: complex, with numerous details about singing, acting, and conducting, balanced with special terms, and not confusing. And yet, they contained nothing on the background. Nothing, that could affect the industry as a whole.
Critics lacked complex vision. The reviews, sharing something more than a professional opinion about the performance â some conclusions made on the basis of experience and confirmed by whatâs just been seen were very rare.
But isnât it a responsibility only opera critics could take? To watch and to estimate the general progress of the entire industry. Arenât we those who have both a proper knowledge and an ability to describe and discuss problems in the best way? Why most of us, critics, avoid doing this?
When I see another performance, I always recall some previous operas Iâve seen and find connections. Together they always reveal some common issues. Something bigger than a particular production. And sometimes I do spend half of my article to discuss this notable problem. Though I never judge. I try to ask questions. I try to represent different perspectives as I see them. I can find a topic for a separate article after every performance Iâve seen in my life, but should I? Should I write another big piece, trying to catch attention to this problem out of nowhere, when I have a vivid example illustrating my thoughts? So I find it more accessible for an audience [and accessibility is extremely important] if I include those related topics in my review.
Iâm not saying, put your extra thoughts in your every review. Iâm saying, show what you have more. In your articles, in your lectures, in your talks.
Donât you feel like this or donât you feel like doing this?
You will say, I know you will because I had some talks like this before, that you havenât noticed any trends besides some obvious. Iâll say â you need to study. Youâll say that youâve been doing this job for 20 years and my approach doesnât work for you. Iâll remind you that the world is changing, and the art is reflective.
Iâll ask you to tell me about #metoo in perspective of opera. Youâll say about women in the industry, about those whoâs been hurt. Iâll ask if thatâs it. Youâll remember some miserable female characters, nothing related to the general progress of the industry though. Iâll agree. Iâll ask about Calixto Bieito. Youâll roll up your eyes. Easy! Heâs a monster! Thereâs always something offensive in his violent productionsâŚ
Iâll recall November evening in 2018 when I rushed into Opera Bastille straight from an airport. With the last call, I was making my way through the line of opera critics to my seat in the middle of a row. I was a black oversized sweater, messy hair, tired, carrying my backpack. They were noble, refined, male, fifty plus. They had estimated me. And they were right, I was different.
That was opening night of âSimon Boccanegraâ, a new production by Calixto Bieito, featuring Ludovic Tezier and Maria Agresta.
ââŚIn his production, Calixto Bieito decided to add and highlight the character of Maria Fiesco. When you see her in the prologue, Jacopo Fiesco drags a plastic sheet with a girl on it. She is still alive. She seems no more than a victim of his. She is moving but isnât resisting. [âŚ] In the next scene, she is already dead, but stands up and starts her senseless existence on stage almost all the time, half-naked, receiving just anxiety or ignorance from everyone else. Even Simon, after his own death, heads toward her but also abandons her.â
Thatâs how I later described the most offensive part of this production. My colleagues did the same. And then, they were stuck. As they were stuck during the premiere.
One of the critics questioned loudly during the interval, âIsnât it disgusting?â âOffensive,â I corrected quietly to myself. My neighbor leaned to me, âDo you know, what to say about it? How to justify your opinion against the big name of the director?â âI do,â that was a promise. âIâm happy youâre here then, we need you to say something,â he left me pop-eyed.
So I would conclude the description of that performance and quite likely the whole review with questions on eternal values in the modern world â in the opera world, expecting if not to start a dialog, then to provoke some thoughts:
âA woman, a lover of the main hero, a mother of his beloved child, a great loss for her father, a symbol of memories. Maria represents all of these virtues in the libretto itself. But here we see her as a victim, before and after death â weak, ignored, with no goal and reason to exist, naked, autopsied and surrounded by rats on the curtain during the interval. What this representation was supposed to mean? Is it the image of a woman we need in contemporary opera? Moreover, how does this support the themes of unity that encapsulate the opera itself?â
No one else asked any questions or did any conclusions in their reviews. They were short. They punctuated: Terrible. Disgusting. Wasted. And then, they returned to describing a beautiful singing.
I wasnât sad, because I remembered us walking down the stairs after the performance. I was sharing my ideas modestly, my colleagues were promising not to copy. I wouldnât mind, and yet they wanted to share their own opinions.
Suddenly, one of them asked, âWhat should we study about that?â I was glad to hear this question. I said, âYou should study the modern world.â We laughed, and he asked for something âpetiteâ to start. I suggested #metoo but in art perspective. âAnd then,â I added, ârotate those terms. And study more.â Short and easy to remember. Not that easy to do.
But I assumed they would find what to say next season. And I had to rotate the perspective already in a month, talking about how weak argumentation could harm feminism on the example of a new production of âOtelloâ at Bavarian State Opera.
âThe character I really feel sorry for is the victim â Desdemona,â â [director Amelie] Niermeyer said. I wonder, why having all the instruments to highlight any shade of Desdemonaâs personality, the director decided to show this proud, true, and noble woman as just a victim, deserving pity?
Perhaps, Niermeyer tried to bust the problem, depriving it of âunnecessary details.â Details like a social context and love itself. And what was shown was just darkness with no shades.
Instead of blackface, the director turned the whole opera into black.
In this review, I had to defend a historical and social context, proving that you cannot change the source for the sake of your ill-conceived ideas. I also advocated feminism as a reasonable and relevant idea against what was showing in the performance.
After the first half of a season, I caught myself thinking I was writing on womenâs right way too often. I didnât want to be branded this way. But instead of avoiding the topic, I decided to study more and open my eyes to the bigger picture. Indie opera, local theatres, new approaches. And this worked out perfectly.
There would be many general problems to discuss in my followed reviews: the big topics of the small operas, the importance of the inner match to the role, the external perspective of the directors, acting and dramaturgy, sustainability, national mentality, popularity and status, experiments, and gatekeepers.
Also, many of them would lead to the greatest one â the lack of open communication in the industry. Solving this problem would be the long-run objective of my future research.
But even before reaching this goal, I see clearly â an opera criticism is an essential tool to build these connections, but only if we use it to the full.
Just finished my interview with Lisette Oropesa. What a girl, what a singer. Not a diva, I actually never expecting her being a diva, but she herself and her approach reminded me a designer. She see herself not as an artist nor a center of any performance, but as a medium to bring the values and ideas to the audience. Her voice is not a gift, first of all itâs an instrument, which she respects and develops. She also likes to dicover all the layers of every production and enjoy it even more because of this complicity.
And yeah, in the end she invited me to visit her after the performance at Opera de Paris, woohoo!
Today I took a train to Kaunas. I guess, I write better on a train. Itâs 1,5 hour long trip, so I could at least start and then continue in my favorite cafe NyÄÄs ĹŤsai. I think, I started well. But once I got to cafe, I found that it was closed today. So I went to donut place to solve the main issue â review this non-operatic performance as opera.Â
Once Iâve finished, I sent it without proper spell checking.