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OPERA REVIEW

The Song's the Thing

August 14, 2004


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By Michael Zwiebach

Festival Opera's new production of Charles Gounod's Roméo et Juliette is a marriage of musical excellence with a half-realized dramatic conception, a combination that has become common with this company. The strengths of Saturday's performance in Walnut Creek at the Dean Lesher Center for the Arts were the lead singers, Michael Morgan's conducting, and the generally high level of musical preparation. Josemaria Condemi's direction contained effective emotional climaxes and fine individual moments, but it gave few indications of the general context or setting of the story. The director and his design team seemed to settle for superficial abstraction instead of trying to solve dramatic problems.

Playing on Cameron Anderson's abstract set dominated by a pair of curving staircases, the actors wore modern, present-day fashion designed by Barbara Ann Gherzi. The Capulet women, for some reason, preferred the fifties retro look. When two poodle-skirted girls arrived to help Juliet into her wedding gown for her marriage to Paris, I couldn't help thinking, "Send for Chino / This is not the Maria we know." And when the youths of the rival families brandished switchblades at each other during the climactic fight, more images from Robert Wise's West Side Story movie flitted through my brain.

There weren't any compelling reasons for these design decisions other than the need to avoid the tights-and-doublet look. Unusually for Condemi, many directorial ideas were unconnected to the production design. Why did Mercutio wear a Venetian carnival mask, if the idea was to avoid Renaissance Italy? Why is only one Capulet (Gregorio) ever armed with a gun? Why did Romeo appear at Juliet's tomb with a bottle of wine in his hand? Were we supposed to imagine he'd been on a bender? In that case, his appearance was remarkably natty and he didn't act as if he'd been affected by drink.

Isaac Hurtado (Roméo)
Rebecca Garcia (Juliette)

If the production had an integrated idea of why the action was being modernized and how the character types map onto contemporary society, then these questions would have clear, observable answers. As it was, the audience was asked to ignore the obvious dissonances of setting the action in modern times. Even really radical priests don't perform secret marriages for minors nowadays. And there were no compensating benefits, a new context to replace the old. This show, in a sense, operated in a void.

Gounod's music for Roméo et Juliette has been called all kinds of names by critics who, while conceding some good tunes, find the music pallid and undramatic. Maybe, but the music and singing saved this production and actually made it emotionally affecting at times. Gounod's brilliant, varied vocal writing makes this opera a singer's paradise. Since the opera focuses on the lovers in three large-scale duets and reduces everything else as much as possible, casting the love-struck pair is the hinge on which success depends.

Festival Opera came up with two good-looking and winning young singers to portray the lovers. Isaac Hurtado (Roméo) and Rebecca Garcia (Juliette) had plenty of chemistry between them. Hurtado has a well-trained, controlled tenor, with even tone throughout his range. He avoided singing loudly all the time and showed pure, youthful top notes. His French diction was quite good, his phrasing conventional and a little stiff. Similarly, Garcia is an accomplished singer for her age and was able to hold stage during Juliette's dramatic solo in Act IV (Dieu! quel frisson court dans mes veines?) She over-prepared for some of the strenuous high notes, taking extra breaths for them and briefly dropping character, but she also flew through the lyrical coloratura of the waltz song (Je veux vivre) with barely a hint of effort. Sometimes, in midrange, her voice loses a little focus and power. Her diction was good, though occasionally an Italianate vowel slipped out.

Acting their age

Hurtado and Garcia did not plumb the emotional depths of these roles, but for that very reason they were convincing as teenagers carried away by first love. Their duets together were highpoints, as they must be, and Condemi contributed a number of fine directorial touches such as some detailed work with hands and glances during the meeting scene. In the balcony scene, Condemi connected the enraptured lovers with body language before they sang a word. Roméo lay on his back dreamily while Juliette looked out (back to the audience) in similar contemplation of the momentous ballroom meeting.

Among the many supporting singers, Bojan Knezevic as Capulet stood out. With his authoritative and powerful bass voice, he made the most of his cliché-ridden part. Brian Leerhuber contributed a finely sung Mercutio, including a varied and well-characterized Queen Mab aria. J. Raymond Meyers had the solid build for Tybalt. His singing was overemphasized, but that may have been the characterization. John Minagro was a pleasant Friar Laurence. Julia Hunt Nielsen, playing the page Stephano, a role that was invented by Gounod and his librettists because the opera needed a trouser role, dispatched her couplets with great theatrical gusto. The chorus sang well and clearly. The orchestra, aside from a percussion entrance that was a tick early, played the score with ease and panache. Michael Morgan again ran a tight ship, following the singers alertly and keeping the orchestra under them. The balances were perfect and the full string section deserved high praise for their precision and warm sound.

(Michael Zwiebach holds a Ph.D. in music history from U.C. Berkeley and lectures on music history at the San Francisco Conservatory of Music.)

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