{"id":430,"date":"2019-11-04T15:10:57","date_gmt":"2019-11-04T15:10:57","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/paullevy.com\/?p=430"},"modified":"2019-11-04T15:13:07","modified_gmt":"2019-11-04T15:13:07","slug":"testing","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/paullevy.com\/index.php\/2019\/11\/04\/testing\/","title":{"rendered":"Not such a little list"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>ENO revives Jonathan Miller\u2019s 1986 Mikado<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/paullevy.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/11\/Mikado-2019-photo-Genevieve-Girling.jpeg?ssl=1\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-431\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-431\" title=\"mikado-2019-photo-genevieve-girling-jpeg\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/paullevy.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/11\/Mikado-2019-photo-Genevieve-Girling.jpeg?resize=1024%2C1024&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" width=\"1024\" height=\"1024\" srcset=\"https:\/\/paullevy.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/11\/Mikado-2019-photo-Genevieve-Girling.jpeg 1024w, https:\/\/paullevy.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/11\/Mikado-2019-photo-Genevieve-Girling-480x321.jpeg 480w\" sizes=\"(min-width: 0px) and (max-width: 480px) 480px, (min-width: 481px) 1024px, 100vw\" \/><\/a>&lt;image001.jpg&gt;<em>Sir John Tomlinson as the Mikado photo by Genivieve Girling<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Despite some newsworthy casting, there don\u2019t seem to have been many reviews of the current revival of Sir Jonathan Miller\u2019s bankable production of Gilbert and Sullivan\u2019s <em>The Mikado<\/em> at the English National Opera. Which is a little odd, because the title part of the emperor of Japan is being sung by Sir John Tomlinson. It is the 50th operatic role sung by this most celebrated Wagnerian superstar, probably the greatest Wotan of our lifetimes \u2013 oh, and Hagen, Holl\u00e4nder, Gurnemanz and Hans Sachs. In Stefanos Lazaridis\u2019s all white, Sybil Colefaxy, 1920s Mayfair Grand Hotel staging, Sir John is costumed (by Sue Blane) in an elephantine fat-suit, with a red silk handkerchief waving out of the pocket of his snowy white suit, looking like a relatively jolly Sidney Greenstreet in <em>The Maltese Falcon<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p>Miller\u2019s production was premi\u00e8red at ENO in 1986, and Ko-Ko, the Lord High Executioner, seems to have been sung by baritone Richard Suart in most of the revivals. This year his \u201cLittle List\u201d includes nearly every prominent, if not eminent politician in the coming election, starting with the shameful, immediate ex-Cabinet, and zooming in on \u201cBo-Jo\u201d, of course, but trumped by a gleeful bad word for the Donald. (\u201cNarcissist\u201d is such a useful rhyme for \u201clist.\u201d) The list of the condemned is changed for each revival, and I imagine 2019 will see many changes of those (who will none of them be missed) during the run.<\/p>\n<p>Resisting vainly the acute temptation to pun that the production has been shored up by another star, let\u2019s just say that the great comic baritone, Andrew Shore, sings Pooh-Bah, Lord High Everything Else to Ko-Ko\u2019s Lord High Executioner. Pooh-Bah\u2019s tracing of his genealogy to a single-celled organism is Gilbert\u2019s stunning reminder that he was a woke Victorian intellectual and knew his Darwin and Huxley.<\/p>\n<p>The roster of names we ought to have known before entering the Coliseum to see this hundred-and-somethingth performance of Sir Jonathan Miller\u2019s <em>Mikado<\/em>, concludes with mezzo Yvonne Howard as a steely and funny Katisha.<\/p>\n<p>The best singing of the night comes, unsurprisingly, from the young lovers, both ENO Harewood Artists, tenor Elgan Ll\u00ffr Thomas as Nanki-Poo and soprano Soraya Mafi as Yum-Yum. Her rendition of \u201cThe Sun Whose Rays Are All Ablaze\u201d made me wonder why this ballad hasn\u2019t been covered by every good singer of our own times \u2013 but then I reflected that it probably does take an operatic soprano with more than a hint of spinto to belt it out.<\/p>\n<p>In the interval I shared a glass of pinot grigio with the celebrated stage, screen and TV star, Anita Gillette, who pointed out how difficult the work is to perform, especially given its speed. Conductor Chris Hopkins didn\u2019t help the huge chorus much, as his tempi sometimes didn\u2019t allow them to cram in all the syllables Gilbert wrote for a single phrase of Sullivan\u2019s.<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s amusing to think how little was known of Japanese music when the piece debuted in 1885, which accounts for the eclecticism of Sullivan\u2019s score, I suppose. There is something both awesome and weird about a score that can incorporate the tune of the Japanese marching song \u201cMiya sama,\u201d and also what sounds to me like an American hoe-down. \u201cMiya sama!\u201d \u201cYee haw!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Though the second half was fizzier than the first, what I enjoyed particularly about this lavish staging was the dancing. The dozen or so boys and girls who trade their parlour-maid\u2019s high heels and bell-boys\u2019 footwear for tap shoes in Busby Berkeley-like formations gave me a thrill, thanks to Anthony van Laast\u2019s original choreography and Carol Grant\u2019s revival of it. If you haven\u2019t seen this ancient, classic production \u2013 or haven\u2019t seen a revival of it for the past 20 years, you owe yourself the chance at least to see the stunning sets, costumes and choreography. Even if G &amp; S is not your thing, this one is a cultural milestone; and its ticket sales will help to put the ENO onto a more sensible path, such as giving up the nonsense about not singing operas in their original languages. If it weren\u2019t for the English surtitles, after all, though sung in English, the audience could not possibly follow all of Gilbert\u2019s densely-worded lyrics.<\/p>\n<p>The hero of the evening, though, is<em> Private Eye\u2019s <\/em> beloved Dr Jonathan, Sir Jonathan Miller, whose direction (here revived by Elaine Tyler-Hall) is the source of the treasure-hoard that has allowed ENO\u2019s survival for most of my opera-going life. It is no exaggeration to say that everyone on the stage \u2013 and there were sometimes dozens \u2013 knew exactly where he or she was to stand, look, gesture or sing and to whom, at every moment he or she was on stage. Detailed direction of this sort, of course, evolves into or from the choreography as well as from the score. Miller is a genius at grouping the players on the stage \u2013 just think of his ENO <em>Rigoletto<\/em>, where the knots of people are eye-catchingly interesting, without actually distracting attention from the principal action on stage.<\/p>\n<p>If I have ever written anything worth reading about the performing arts, it is because I was lucky enough to witness Miller in action (years ago), leading a workshop to teach young opera singers about acting. In a very few hours he changed their careers (and educated me) by elucidating the simple first principles of drama and psychology. It all boils down to the director making certain that when a character speaks (or sings) to another character (or group of characters) he actually addresses that person or ensemble, and (if possible) makes eye contact. Words or lyrics are almost always spoken or sung to someone else on the stage, and relatively rarely to the audience, which is a consequence of their meaning. The director who remembers and enforces this can make a dramatic silk purse out of almost any old sow\u2019s ear, and, in doing so, pays homage to Sir Jonathan Miller, the best and finest British director of the age.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>ENO revives Jonathan Miller\u2019s 1986 Mikado &lt;image001.jpg&gt;Sir John Tomlinson as the Mikado photo by Genivieve Girling Despite some newsworthy casting, there don\u2019t seem to have been many reviews of the current revival of Sir Jonathan Miller\u2019s bankable production of Gilbert and Sullivan\u2019s The Mikado at the English National Opera. 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