Act I of "Turandot," directed by Andrei Şerban, Washington National Opera, 2009 (photo by Karin Cooper)
After a spring season of more challenging operas — a vicious Peter Grimes and a controversial, Americanized Siegfried — Washington National Opera brought home the bacon on Saturday night, opening its final production, Puccini's Turandot. The company presented this opera last time only in 2001 (with Alessandra Marc in the title role), and the Kirov Opera brought its road staging to the Kennedy Center in 2006. To answer the natural question — do we really need to see Turandot again so soon? — the company brought the colorful, somewhat slapstick, but still disturbingly savage production created by Andrei Şerban for Covent Garden 25 years ago (with none other than Plácido Domingo as Calaf) to Washington. Since most of the singing was quite good and the orchestra sounded in top form, this is indeed a production worth seeing.
Turandot (libretto in English or Italian) is set in an unspecified time in Beijing's Forbidden City. The title character is a cold-hearted princess who refuses to marry unless a suitor can answer three difficult riddles. If he cannot answer the riddles, he pays with his head. A disgraced prince, Calaf, succeeds in answering the three riddles and, by further risking his life and the life of his aged father and devoted servant, forces Turandot to love him. Puccini went to great lengths to make his Italian operatic style as convincingly Chinese as he could, quoting Chinese melodies in the score and calling for a set of tuned Chinese gongs in the pit. Unfortunately, he died before he could finish the score of this, his final opera, and the moment where the completion of Franco Alfano takes over is marked in this production by a silent, solemn pause.
We last heard Maria Guleghina in the 2005 production of Verdi's I Vespri Siciliani. Her powerhouse dramatic soprano is exactly the sort of voice needed so much of the time for Turandot. From her dramatic entrance with In questa reggia Guleghina sang with immense vocal power, slicing through the massive orchestra, which was mostly given its head by conductor Keri-Lynn Wilson. As her Calaf, Argentinian tenor Darío Volonté was weak and undersupported, although he at least made a decent impression in Nessun dorma. It was what led up to that that made one dread the opening of the third act, a pale voice, most of the tone swallowed, that disappeared completely into the orchestra much of the time.
(L to R) Norman Shankle (Pang), Nathan Herfindal (Ping), and Yingxi Zhang (Pong), in "Turandot," directed by Andrei Şerban, Washington National Opera, 2009 (photo by Karin Cooper)
Morris Robinson sang with force and pathos as Timur, with a sound that was a little woolly and unfocused, while local tenor Robert Baker gave yet another memorable character performance as Emperor Altoum (descending on a golden throne like a vision of Buddha — sets also by Sally Jacobs) and Domingo-Cafritz Young Artist Oleksandr Pushniak showed an imposing voice as the Mandarin. The chorus, seated in the upper levels of the single set background — modeled on a Chinese theater, according to the director mdash; had a few unaccustomed miscues and balance issues. The children's chorus sang with angelic elegance, especially clear in the first act when they stood on the stage floor. Most of the pageantry of the production was provided by a team of dancers and supernumeraries (choreography by Kate Flatt). Conductor Keri-Lynn Wilson led a strong performance from the orchestra, with the string sound cleaned up and burnished considerably (especially in the Honan House trio), incisive brass and percussion (including the marvelous Chinese gongs), and bubbly winds, especially in the dissonant, comic music for Ping, Pang, and Pong and a fearless piccolo solo, decreasing in sound al niente, at the end of Liù's death scene.
This production of Puccini's Turandot continues through June 4 at Washington National Opera. Other singers will take over the three leading roles at some of the later performances.



I wish Generation O (the opera's cheap-tickets-for-you-people program) worked as well as the Shakespeare Theatre Company's.
STC sends us under-35s an e-mail, you buy $10 tickets online in advance, and then when you're old and rich you donate a bunch of money.
Last time I tried to get Generation O tickets, they wanted me to wait at the ticket counter to MAYBE get semi-cheap tickets. Maybe. I'm young and poor--but that doesn't mean I have a ton of free time to shuttle down to Kennedy Center and wait for the chance to maybe see something!
This show looks rad. Wish I could afford it.
I've seen several operas through the Generation O program and did not have any problems. All I had to do was order them online with a special promotional code. Considering you can get seats that normally go for $250 for 1/10th of the price, I wouldn't call it semi-cheap!
Generation O does work well.
I got my under-35 email 3 weeks ago, bought my ticket in advance, will see Turandot next week and in the future if I'm old and rich, I'll donate a bunch of money.
I have my tickets, and look forward to seeing this.
And, in addition to the GenO opera tickets, they are having a appetizer and dessert reception at Mie n Yu which comes free with your opera tickets.
Generation O works for everyone else?!
Rad!
Ok, back on the Gen O bandwagon.
On second thought, I may never be rich. So hopefully I don't live past 35?