[Met Performance] CID:174300
La Gioconda {176} Metropolitan Opera House: 03/7/1957.
(Review)
Metropolitan Opera House
March 7, 1957
LA GIOCONDA {176}
Ponchielli-Boito
La Gioconda.............Zinka Milanov
Enzo....................Richard Tucker
Laura...................Nell Rankin
Barnaba.................Leonard Warren
Alvise..................Giorgio Tozzi
La Cieca................Belén Amparan
Zuàne...................George Cehanovsky
Isèpo...................Alessio De Paolis
Monk....................Norman Scott
Steersman...............Louis Sgarro
Singer..................Calvin Marsh
Singer..................James McCracken
Dance...................Mary Ellen Moylan
Dance...................Michael Maule
Conductor...............Fausto Cleva
Director................Désiré Defrère
Set designer............Antonio Rovescalli
Set designer............Joseph Novak
Costume designer........Mathilde Castel-Bert
Choreographer...........Zachary Solov
La Gioconda received four performances this season.
Review of Jay S. Harrison in the Herald Tribune
Met Presents 'La Gioconda' For First Time in 2 Years
Amilcare PonchieIli's "La Gioconda," presented last night at the Metropolitan for the first time in two years, received the kind of performance - for good or ill - that only a major repertory theater can possibly assemble. The singing was excellent, the band played in tune, the chorus caught all its cues, the tempos were. thoroughly justified and not a single dancer tripped. Even the lighting was a thing of wonder, the electricians happily going so far as to darken the stage at precisely the moment the second act moon disappeared into the sea. A genuine marvel, all this. For pure and ideal synchronization of operatic cause and effect one might wander the calendar 'round to find a "Gioconda" like it.
And yet despite the scrubbed surface and. high polish of the venture there was something about it that stubbornly refused to click. By all odds, the performance should have amounted to the sum of its parts, though strangely enough it quite failed to. Myself, I lean to the view that the soloists were so much concerned with singing to the audience that they forgot their fellows on stage and consequently did not respond to them in any fashion even remotely human.
Understand, I do not suggest that "Gioconda" is a paragon of what operatic sentiment should be or that its dramatic motives make enough sense to generate the necessity for great acting; but common theatrical reason must make it apparent that unless an audience believes that lovers are lovers and that a villain is a villain the whole works becomes so much paper puppetry, And last night, I for one, was convinced that Enzo didn't give a hang for Laura any more than Barnaba gave a hoot for Gioconda.
So much for quibbling. The singing was of an order rare, and Maestro Cleva's orchestra behaved in impeccable style. Miss Milanov produced a score of piano tones in alt such as no other living soprano could fairly duplicate, and Mr. Tucker strode through "Cielo e mar" as though he wished the world to remember him solely from the way he sang it. Miss Rankin, though her mezzo was a mite bloodless, managed, on occasion, to dye her voice with stained-glass window colors, and Mr. Warren offered a surging, full-throated Barnaba whose baritone all but destroyed the rafters. Belan Amparan, appearing as La Cieca for the first time with the company, began somewhat tentatively but grew in assurance, carrying power and breadth as the evening progressed. As a splendid vocal concert, therefore, "Gioconda" was a feast. As an opera, peopled with figures whose hearts beat and whose passions could be shared, however, the performance was markedly bland.