On Saturday, we went to see the first of the Met's HD broadcasts: Gounod's Roméo et Juliette, starring the super-soprano-of-the-moment Anna Netrebko, and tenor Roberto Alagna (who I hadn't heard in quite some time). A bit of history: the first of these broadcasts we saw was last year's Eugene Onegin, featuring pretty much the BEST singers in the WORLD Renée Fleming and Dmitri Hvorostovsky. I cannot imagine that I will ever see anything that good again in my lifetime. So, you can infer that this production was "no Eugene Onegin." Here is my assessment:
- Anna Netrebko. After a shaky start, she really warmed up, and delivered a stunning "Amour ranime mon courage" in Act IV. She's a gutsy singer, and I admire her.
- Roberto Alagna. His voice is truly lovely and his diction is impeccable.
- Nathan Gunn and Isabel Leonard. These two outshone all of the other secondaries.
- Roberto Alagna's pants. Baby blue velour was not a great choice for him.
- Netrebko's diction. She has the worst diction in the world. Would it kill her to be a BIT more intelligible?
- The random short chorister who was always in front, and never knew what he was doing.
- Renée Fleming's backstage interview with Trebs and Robbie at intermission. Awkward. There was one shining moment when we had a super close-up of the back of Alagna's pants.