A classic staging of Puccini's recklessly opulent final work. The Metropolitan Opera plainly decided that they should crack open the piggy back and get themselves a production that Hollywoood studio bosses would gawp at. There is a tendency for American audiences to applaud when the curtain goes up on a scene - a good and generous tendency I might add - in response to the often overlooked production design. In this opera there's actually applause during a scene as one entrance trumps another through sheer scale.
This the way Turandot has to be though. For all it's grandstanding melodies (Nessun Dorma is surely second only to La Donne e mobile in popularity) and touching asides with Liu we want to be flattened with spectacle and, if possible, volume. This is the production for that. 7/10
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