Royal Opera Christmas Concert online review – pajama party around the Nutcracker tree

Vivacious opera and cheesy carols under the lively baton of Mark Wigglesworth

So Hansel and Gretel can’t cuddle up together in the dark forest, Musetta doesn’t fall into long-suffering lover Marcello’s arms and there’s no audience to play to (as there would have been three days earlier). No matter: the Christmas-tree-grown-enormous from the stalwart production of The Nutcracker keeps us gaping, the singers young, established and old duly deliver and Mark Wigglesworth elicits sweep and brio from a substantial Royal Opera Orchestra.

Up to this point, Royal Opera film presentation in its streamed events has been impeccable. Filming and lighting are once again first rate, but that affable and collegial baritone Roderick Williams doesn’t have the ideal spontaneity as presenter. Maybe he felt he had to force it to an invisible audience, but “we’re super-excited” is always a turn-off, and I didn’t go with it. Nor are the names of the singers given, not even in any sort of credits at the end; you have to go to the downloadable online cast sheet to find them. Followers of the house’s online activity will be familiar with the brilliant proteges of the Jette Parker Young Artists Programme who feature here and the first face we see onstage, Sophie Bevan’s as a Gretel wrapping presents in her pajamas, is a very welcome one. Ensemble in Royal Opera Christmas ConcertBefore curtain-up, there’s the Overture to Rossini’s La Cenerentola, a good chance to observe how everything is at the point of Wigglesworth’s elegantly-wielded baton. The crescendos are perfectly gauged, and the bittersweet solos for clarinet and later oboe and piccolo, limning Cinders’ happy-sad essence, are beautifully nuanced. So, too, the wind solos punctuating the folkish simplicity of the song artlessly delivered by Humperdinck’s Gretel, a perfect contrast to the demonic edge of the Witch’s Ride interlude between Acts One and Two (unannounced, so a pleasant surprise). Bevan and Hanna Hipp’s Hansel interplay with convincing childlike robustness; the cuckoo sings robustly from somewhere in the auditorium and forest panic is matched by perfect lighting to make the Christmas tree menacing. Balm comes from Masabane Cecilia Rangwanasha‘s Sandman, so bright and beautiful in the culminating lines, an unsentimental but softly glowing children’s pair, and an uncloying Angel Pantomime (curtain down).

Rangwanasha reappears as Puccini's Mimi in La bohème, but at the point of the Café Momus act we’ve reached, she’s playing second fiddle to the star turn of Musetta. Alexandra Lowe has all the panache but not quite the top-note brilliance we’ve heard from her in previous performances, and you can’t help but miss the table-top antics of the Richard Jones production.Still, I’d rather be at Momus than singing in Vaughan Williams’ Fantasia on Christmas Carols; it didn’t seem any less dreary than remembered simply watching Williams and the Royal Opera Chorus do their best (and there was time to fixate on the words of “This is the truth sent from above” and, pace His Dark Materials, wonder about a religion based on the “crime” of a man and woman having sex). Alexandra Wood and Ross Ramgobin in The Magic Flute duetThe carol arrangements at the end were OK (“The Holly and the Ivy”) and, to my ears, syncopated-horrid (“Ding, Dong, Merrily on High”) but perfectly well done. I’d rather have left it at the hymn of praise at the end of Mozart's The Magic Flute. A neatly dovetailed selection, this, also giving us the exquisite Pamina-Papageno duet missing from the Glyndebourne 90-minute version (here sung by Bevan and Ross Ramgobin), a rather gentle-lovely orchestral introduction to Papageno, Tamino’s Portrait Aria and song with flute perfectly incarnated by handsome light lyric tenor Filipe Manu (needs work on the German, though), and the Pa-Pa-Pa duet (Lowe and Ramgobin pictured above) with most of the preceding monologue (choral ladies could have sung the Three Boys for completeness' sake).

You can never have too much Flute, Bohème or Hansel; and I appreciate that there are those who would love the carols, too, so – something for everybody, well worth the “ticket”. Biggest musical wish for 2021? That Wigglesworth is announced as the successor of Royal Opera Music Director Antonio Pappano, since as far as I can see he's the only other conductor who will pay as much attention to every aspect of company work.

Add comment

The content of this field is kept private and will not be shown publicly.

Plain text

  • No HTML tags allowed.
  • Lines and paragraphs break automatically.
  • Web page addresses and email addresses turn into links automatically.
I’d rather be at Puccini's Cafe Momus than singing in Vaughan Williams’ 'Fantasia on Christmas Carols'

rating

4

share this article

more opera

Support our GoFundMe appeal
Australian soprano Helena Dix is honoured by fine fellow singers, but not her conductor
Striking design and clear concept, but the intensity within comes and goes
A well-skippered Wagnerian voyage between fantasy and realism
Asmik Grigorian takes all three soprano leads in a near-perfect ensemble
A Faust that smuggles its damnation under theatrical spectacle and excess
Welcome opportunity to catch opera-ballet, though not everything is in perfect focus
Incandescent singing and playing, but the production domesticates the numinous
When you get total musicality from everyone involved, there’s nothing better
Janáček’s wacky space-and-time-travel opera glows and grips in every bar
Telemann’s comic opera hits the mark thanks to two fine, well-directed young singers
Kosky, Pappano and their singers soar on both wings of Wagner’s double tragedy