Offenbach La Belle Hélène ENO 3 April 2006
Helen
Felicity Lott
Paris Toby Spence Menelaus Bonaventura Bottone Calchas Steven Page Orestes Leah-Marian Jones Achilles Leigh Melrose Agamemnon David Kempster Ajax I John Graham-Hall Ajax II Roland Wood Bacchis Anne Marie Gibbons Parthoenis Amy Freston Leoena Claire Wild Conductor Emmanuel Joel Director Laurent Pelly English Translation Kit Hesketh-Harvey We felt very out of place at this premiere, failing to find it funny and enjoying the singing only intermittently. Perhaps Dame Lott brought her famed portrayal of Helen back to London too late; from our seats she failed to dominate her scenes vocally (" her voice sounds overwhelmed in the Coliseum's huge space - - " Bloomberg.com) and she was upstaged by the handsome young Toby Spence's shepherd and his amiable sheep. Steven Page's every word was clear; others weren't always - sometimes that was for the better, given the excruciating translation. The ENO production has predictably divided the critics; one, who was seething during the interval, blessed his good fortune that he did not have to review it. Rather than going on unproductively about a production with which we were completely out of sympathy, I advise sampling the reviews collected with a full set of photo images at TheOperaCritic, and deciding whether ENO's English Helen is for you. Our feelings are best represented by the Evening Standard (below) and in The Guardian: - - when the most stylish thing on stage is a bunch of dancers in woolly sheep costumes, you have to wonder whether this production isn't lacking a certain je ne sais quoi - -. Nor is it easier with the two DVDs. We enjoy Harnoncourt's from Zurich, but you will find opposing opinions of it on Amazon. And the Paris filming of this Pelly production gets inordinate praise from several writers which we find hard to credit; we'll have to see it. Again and again we have found that operas go better on DVD than when seen live, which some think sacrilegious (e.g. recently the Christie/Bondy Hercules).
La Belle Helene English National Opera THE WORLD divides into those who find something innately funny about a man with a handkerchief on his head or a chorus of shimmying sheep, and those who do not. As a sad member of the latter category awaiting redemption, I found much of ENO's new staging of La Belle Helene heavy-going - - others were finding it all a "romp" as one member of the audience - in fact the recently departed chairman of ENO, Martin Smith - was overheard describing it at the interval. Laurent Petiy's production, new in 2000, has already had success in Europe, where Felicity Lott melted hard Gallic hearts with her performance of the title role as Offenbach's Helen of Troy. Now this popular and classy performer has recreated the flighty Queen of Sparta as an English grande dame in brilliant, multilayered parodic style, with a touch of Maureen Lipman and a smattering of Joyce Grenfell. Looking spectacular in a rose satin nightgown, Lott sang elegantly and revelled in her Troy-boy Paris : to borrow a joke from Kit Hesketh-Harvey's punning English translation, which seethes with zany allusion and groan-inducing one-liners. Homer-phobia, lost marbles ("I blame Lord Elgin") Ant and Dec and that other Troy boy, Orlando Bloom, all make appearances though without the wonder of surtitles we might never have realised. Several mentions of Kismet reminded us that Hesketh-Harvey is writing a new version of that musical for ENO next season. Bonaventura Bottone's Menelaus and Steven Page's Calchas enteredy into the less-than-subtle mood of Laurent Pelly's skimpily-clad seaside production (pictured). A ballet of choreographed swimmers was sharp and funny; as were the swaying Korybantes, making a brief appearance early on. . The orchestra, under Emmanuel Joel, played with accuracy but as yet less sparkle than this gorgeously melodic score deserves. Together with Lott, the other bright star of the evening was Toby Spence's cleanly sung, fresh faced and cherubic Paris . You can hardly blame the queen for misbehaving. Edward Seckerson in The Independent: Trouble in the Greek camp: 07 April 2006 - -
Part of the problem is the sheer size of the London Coliseum. A show conceived for the more intimate reaches of the Théâtre du Châtelet in Paris no longer finds the required immediacy. Everyone's so busy trying to reach the back row of the upper balcony that it's soon a case of death-by-declamation. Jokes don't so much land as levitate. It all seems like very hard work indeed. And still I wonder how audible, for instance, the star of the show - the elegant but rather soft-grained Felicity Lott - proves to be from the dress circle or above?
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