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Werther {49} Metropolitan Opera House:
03/30/1988.
(Review)
Metropolitan Opera House
March 30,
1988
WERTHER {49}
Massenet-É. Blau/Milliet/G.
Hartmann
Werther.................Alfredo
Kraus
Charlotte...............Frederica von
Stade
Albert..................Richard
Stilwell
Sophie..................Dawn
Upshaw
Bailiff.................Renato
Capecchi
Schmidt.................Charles
Anthony
Johann..................James
Courtney
Käthchen................Sandra
Bush
Brühlmann...............Mitchell
Sendrowitz
Conductor...............Jean
Fournet
Production..............Paul-Emile Deiber
Stage
Director..........Fabrizio Melano
Designer................Rudolf
Heinrich
Lighting designer.......Gil Wechsler
Werther received six
performances this season.
Review of Will Crutchfield in The New York
Times
Kraus and von Stade in Metropolitan's 'Werther'
Three arias
well understood and one scene precisely enacted were the highlights of Wednesday
night's "Werther" at the Metropolitan Opera.
They could not, by themselves, take
a very good performance into the realm of the memorable, but a very good
performance with memorable moments is a lot, and the company deserves
congratulations for this revival, which will have five more performances before
the end of the season next month.
The three arias were Sophie's "Du gal
soleil," sung with fresh, sunny tone and an enchanting soft high A by Dawn
Upshaw; the protagonist's "Pourquoi me reveiller," in which Alfredo Kraus let
simple, true feeling speak through a responsive voice, and Charlotte's "Val
Laisse couler mes larmes" - this last benefiting not only from Frederica von
Stade's lovely tone but also from an unusually sensitive, unhurried, lovingly
shaped accompaniment by Jean Fournet.
Fournet is not an ultra-precise
conductor; he did not, for instance, secure uniformly coordinated wind and brass
attacks. But he is one of the few remaining in his profession who can lead a
theatrical performance with a sure hand, interacting with the performers on the
stage. At the same time his care for the orchestration reminded one afresh of
Massenet's skill in that sphere.
The successful scene was the very end of
Act II. Werther rushes off distraught, leaving Sophie to join the dancers
bewildered and hurt.
Charlotte has a more subtle suppressed reaction.
Her
husband, Albert, realizes not just that Werther loves his wife, but that it
could mean trouble.
All this happens very quickly, with dark interjections into
prevailing music of celebration.
At the Met everyone conveyed what was needed at
the right time, and the moment told.
This kind of basic getting-it-right
is what the house needs from its resident stage directors, and if Fabrizio
Melano had achieved more of it in "Werther," there would have been a better
show.
At several other spots in the opera, singers could have sharpened their
portrayals with a little guidance, unconvincing moves could have been avoided,
important turning points could have been better clinched.
When Charlotte,
reading over Werther's letters, says she ought to destroy them but cannot, the
conflicting feelings run too deep to be illustrated by a quick gesture toward a
tabletop candle.
Kraus gave a really fine performance as Werther, and
it is hard to imagine that any other tenor still singing the part would be
preferable in it.
He commands the range of dynamics to make the intimate
sections work in the big Met auditorium he rides the orchestra easily in the
climaxes, he sounds and looks the part, and he gives his lines sincere,
heartfelt expression.
What more could one ask?
Something sweeter in the
tone, perhaps, and a slightly different grasp of the character's inwardly more
intense and outwardly more reticent nature, intoxicated by the draught of happy
feelings in the first scene.
And then less important than good voice and true
interpretation, but still important - better French pronunciation.
It was an
excellent assumption, but not quite as special as the same artist's recent Des
Grieux in 'Manon.'
In Kraus's Spanish-accented French one at least
understood clearly the words and sentences.
Most of his colleagues were
flavorless in their delivery of the text.
The flavor of Miss von Stade's voice,
though, is still delicious, and Charlotte is a role well suited to her; she did
some lovely work, though the size of the house (and the vocal strategies she
adopts to function in a world of too large houses) sometimes worked against her.
She did not always succeed in making vivid the flashes of emotion that interlace
Charlotte's dutiful public role. Miss Upshaw as a delight in just about every
way. Renato Capecchi was a sprightly Baliff. Richard Stillwell sounded sadly
worn and gruff as Albert.
Frederica von Stade as Charlotte in
Massenet's Werther.
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