Memories Above the Seat
I attended West Edge Opera’s Poppea this past weekend and was reminded how much I enjoy the little companies, the ones that reside in the cracks between the Bay Area’s more venerable institutions. In a small theater (Poppea was presented at El Cerrito High School’s Performing Arts Theater) I can sit in the cheapest seats (a comparable row at War Memorial would command a premiere price) and feel an immediate connection to the performers onstage. The company, in turn, can articulate character, style, setting, and ensemble in ways that might be lost in a three-tiered grande opera house. Granted, this production of Poppea was pared down in terms of both the script and the cast (seven singers, two acts, and a nimble seven-person baroque band) but that served to imbue the melodrama with playfulness. I can only imagine Poppea, in larger forces, as a fierce moral and political construct. Serious, and thoughtful, but maybe far less fun.
It’s with the small productions that I find myself “imagining”
afterwards about the things “I would have done differently,” to a much
greater degree than when I hear professional companies such as San
Francisco Opera. I feel, somehow, that I’ve been given the green light
to participate. While Lucas Krech’s grid-like video backdrop, for
example, helped fracture the timeline, easing the 17th-century tale into
the 1960s, its looping, distorted, clips felt a little more 2013 than
mid-century modern. The high-contrast images never stopped moving, and
the constant flickering layer of imagery just behind the scene(s)
onstage sometimes distracted. A few well-chosen still shots might have
given punctuation and dynamic shape to what was essentially an added
character (or two). But there I go, directing.
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