As reviewed for a
forthcoming edition of Opera Magazine.
Mark Adler (Sandor) & Emily Newton (Mary Lloyd) |
Mary Lloyd – Emily Newton
Sandor Boris, Crown Prince – Mark Adler
Princess Rosemarie – Haruna Yamazaki
James Bondy – Peter Koppelmann
Count Bojazowitsch – Marcel Hoffmann
Marquis Perolin – Christof Maria Kaiser
King Pankraz XXVII/Benjamin Lloyd, Mary’s father – Wolfram Boelzle
Count Negresco – Sebastian Haake
Baron Palssy – Tobias Rathgeber
Opera Chorus & Extra Chorus, Children’s Chorus, Ballet, Statisterie
Staatsorchester Rheinische Philharmonie
Sandor Boris, Crown Prince – Mark Adler
Princess Rosemarie – Haruna Yamazaki
James Bondy – Peter Koppelmann
Count Bojazowitsch – Marcel Hoffmann
Marquis Perolin – Christof Maria Kaiser
King Pankraz XXVII/Benjamin Lloyd, Mary’s father – Wolfram Boelzle
Count Negresco – Sebastian Haake
Baron Palssy – Tobias Rathgeber
Opera Chorus & Extra Chorus, Children’s Chorus, Ballet, Statisterie
Staatsorchester Rheinische Philharmonie
Conductor – Rasmus Baumann
Director & Scenery – Michiel Dijkema
Costumes – Alexandra Pitz
Choreography – Steffen Fuchs
Director & Scenery – Michiel Dijkema
Costumes – Alexandra Pitz
Choreography – Steffen Fuchs
Emily Newton (Mary Lloyd, centre) |
Emmerich Kálmán’s
Die Herzogin von Chicago managed an initial run of 242 performances
at Vienna’s Theater an der Wien in 1928 and, although it
subsequently fell out of fashion (it failed in off-Broadway
try-outs), in recent years it has become one of his more revived
later works, especially since its recording by Richard Bonynge as
part of Decca’s Entartete Musik series in the late 1990s. This
winter it has taken to the stage of Theater Koblenz in an imaginative
and well-paced new production directed and designed by Michiel
Dijkema (costumes by Alexandra Pitz).
The operetta is very
much of its time, blending American jazz with the native Hungarian
style around a plot that stages the ‘battle’ between the Old and
New Worlds – not a hundred miles away from the theme of Krenek’s
opera Jonny spielt auf, which had swept Europe the previous season
and which can’t have gone unnoticed by Kálmán. Moreover, the
operetta’s character of a black saxophonist, Bobby, went on to
become the ‘poster boy’ of the Nazis’ cultural propaganda in
the late 1930s, while its Hungarian-Jewish composer fled to the USA
itself.
An American
millionaire’s daughter, Mary Lloyd, rises to the challenge set by
her peer group (the likes of Edith Rockefeller, Maud Carnegie, Daisy
Vanderbilt, even a timely late addition for the Koblenz production,
Emilia Trump) to outdo each other in buying up old Europe. She lands
herself the estate of an impoverished royal family in the Balkans and
inevitably falls for the hereditary prince, but there’s a problem:
he won’t dance the Charleston with her, only the csárdás. It’s
slender stuff, and the denouement, in which the impasse is saved by
the arrival of a Hollywood director demanding an American-style happy
ending, seems too glib. But the show is saved by its music, a
succession of numbers that cleverly sets off the two competing styles
of dance, and which the Koblenz performers had down to a T.
Texan soprano Emily
Newton, guesting from the ensemble in Dortmund, is becoming an
experienced hand in this kind of repertoire, and has the starry sense
of presence to hold the stage, a convincing way of rounding out stock
romantic leads and a subtle and lyrical vocal command. She also
obviously had fun with the text’s cod-American-German, as did Peter
Koppelmann as her private secretary James Bondy, an original
character name that seems set up for latter-day allusions to 007.
Mark Adler proved a fine lyric tenor as Prince Sandor and Haruna
Yamazaki’s sonorous mezzo as the rival love interest, Princess
Rosemarie, bodes well for her upcoming Octavian with the company. The
chorus was its usual powerful self (an impression garnered from last
season’s Peter Grimes), the children’s chorus excelled, the
ballet corps added its own pizazz and the orchestra, though light on
strings given the need to fit a sizeable wind section into this bijou
theatre’s diminutive pit, had bite and suavity under the energetic
direction of Rasmus Baumann.