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Martin Kettle

Alcina review – witty and vibrant staging full of beastly style

Emily D'Angelo (Ruggiero) and Lisette Oropesa (Alcina), centre, in Handel’s Alcina at the Royal Opera House,  November 2022.
Glamorous and sexy as well as predatory: Lisette Oropesa (centre) as Alcina with Emily D’Angelo as Ruggiero. Photograph: Tristram Kenton/The Guardian

Richard Jones’s new production of Alcina takes the bull by the horns, literally so at times in a show where animal heads loom large. From first to last, Jones offers a stylish and witty rendering of Handel’s opera as an almost pantomimic contest between sacred and profane love, culminating in a clever final reveal that brings laughs all round. After his problematic Wagner for ENO last winter, this is Jones back on top form.

Alcina has a chequered history at Covent Garden. Premiered here in 1735, it did not return until the 1960s. It has not featured for a generation. But it is far too enchanting a work to be ignored for so long and Alcina’s time seems now to have come. This is the third production in Britain this year, following stagings by Tim Albery at Opera North and Francesco Micheli for the Glyndebourne festival. Jones has come up with an Alcina that will stay the course and be revived.

Mary Bevan (Morgana), second left, Lisette Oropesa (Alcina) and Rupert Charlesworth (Oronte) in Alcina at the Royal Opera House.
A squirt of Alcina perfume transforms victims into birds and animals … Mary Bevan (Morgana), second left, Lisette Oropesa (Alcina) and Rupert Charlesworth (Oronte) in Alcina at the Royal Opera House. Photograph: Tristram Kenton/The Guardian

In Antony McDonald’s fast changing and colourful sets, lit by Lucy Carter, there is always something happening. Alcina’s leafy realm is glamorous and sexy as well as predatory. Her victims stray in from a puritanical Amish-like community where they are required to live by the book. Victims succumb after a squirt of Alcina perfume, transformed into birds and animals. The revolt against Alcina starts in a well-stocked greenhouse. This is a production aimed as much at the eye as at the ear.

Musically, it is still something of a hybrid, although likely to relax better as the run develops. Christian Curnyn’s conducting is measured and reliable, but it plodded during one of the opera’s most devastating arias, Alcina’s Ah, mio cor. Given the revolution in baroque performance practice in the past 40 years, one wanted a bit more panache and expression in the playing from the Royal Opera House orchestra.

Malakhai Bayoh (Oberto), far right, in Alcina at the Royal Opera House.
Dramatically poignant: Malakai Bayoh (far right), as Oberto. Photograph: Tristram Kenton/The Guardian

In a mostly international cast, Lisette Oropesa inhabited the title role with enormous style, her creamy tone absolutely suits the part. As Ruggiero, who embodies the erotic ambivalence that percolates through the opera and who has more to sing than anyone, Emily D’Angelo sang with unflagging intensity, even when sitting in a tree to perform the rhapsodic Verdi prati.

Mary Bevan as Morgana brought the house down with her act-one showstopper Tornami a vagheggiar. Rupert Charlesworth was incisive and lyrical as Oronte, though with an occasional touch of strain. Varduhi Abrahamyan sang with noble dignity as Bradamante. Jones’s dramatically poignant choice of a child alto (here a reedy Malakhai Bayoh) to sing the lost boy Oberto caused barracking from one single person that was quickly – and rightly – drowned in cheers from everyone else.

Until 26 November.

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