What happened to the Rishi Sunak I knew at school?
In fact, this should have been renamed The Passion of Don José, for Carmen played an incidental role in his downfall, which was preordained. The opera opened with a firing squad killing him, and that was how it ended, too. So the work itself was his memory or fantasy. That approach, which isn’t new — something similar was staged in Edinburgh in 1976 — runs into problems since José is absent for so much of the time, or should be; while Carmen is normally aggressively present. That’s not how Martin Kusej managed things, and since Barenboim seems to collaborate closely with his directors, which would be fine if they were a better lot, musical emphases were odd. Almost none of Carmen’s music got the kind of emphasis it needs, and the heroine herself, played by Marina Domashenko, threw away the Haba
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