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Met Opera Reflection: Tosca

 

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Last Thursday, we went to the Met Opera to watch the opera titled Tosca. I was really excited to see this opera especially after the class on Tuesday when we got a little bit of history of opera as well as a taste of the strength and passion of the opera singers. The opera was located in one of my favorite places in Manhattan: Lincoln Center. Just being in that area and feeling the excitement of the people around me was contagious. The inside of the opera house was honestly so beautiful (the chandeliers were my favorite part), and I didn’t mind the long intermissions at all because I got to look around the MET opera.

The story of Tosca was interesting and even thought I didn’t understand what the actors were saying, the singing and music kept me intrigued the whole time. I was really glad that we got a synopsis of the story on Tuesday because it definitely helped me figure out what was going on. The opera as a whole was a great experience. Here are a few moments that really stood out to me:

  1. The song in Act I where Tosca expresses her jealousy of Marcello’s blonde, blue eyed painting. I really liked this song because it was powerful and introduced the character of Tosca in a strong way. The fact that the writers made Tosca’s character extremely jealous made her more interesting and three dimensional. If she were just some woman who was deeply in love with her husband, her character would be like many others. Tosca’s jealousy also added to her fiery personality and made her a little bit irrational/bold which as a character trait explains her decision to stab Scarpio.
  2. The scene where Tosca stabs Scarpio. I thought the end of that song was extremely powerful and it made me happy to see Scarpio die by the hands of the woman he thought he had full control over.
  3. The bright light that came out of the torture room. Visually, I thought the bright light added an element of surprise to the stage. I also thought it was smart to leave what goes on behind the door to the view’s imagination.
  4. The end. Although I predicted that Tosca would die in the end, I still felt a sense of shock as the curtains closed because the end was so dramatic. I loved how Tosca jumped to her death instead of getting shot. I also really liked how the last few seconds of her jump were cut off and the curtains quickly closed after that.

Overall, I really enjoyed the entire production. I still can’t believe that the singers didn’t use microphones!

Tosca Opera Reflection

I thought I would like the opera a lot more than I actually did, which was disappointing. I really didn’t like it until the end of Act II when Tosca killed Scarpia. Even then, Tosca had an extremely long, dragging scene when she took forever to leave Scarpia’s apartment by contemplating about what to do or something. Although the opera had an interesting storyline, I found it really slow and the intermissions were way too long.

I didn’t really like Tosca during Act I because as we discussed in class, the whole jealousy thing over the woman Mario painted was so irrelevant. Tosca was just annoying during the whole first act because of her jealousy, although I did find it a bit funny when she said to Mario to make the woman in the painting’s eyes black. Her jealousy didn’t contribute to the plot at all except when Scarpia came to their house and lied to Tosca saying that Mario was with another woman in the cottage just so the lieutenants could follow Tosca to the cottage. Either way, Tosca ended up finding out what was really going on since Mario told her the truth about him hiding a fugitive (away from the scene), but the jealousy took up so much of Act I and it barely contributed to the plot.

I started to catch the hint that Mario was going to die when Scarpia was telling the lieutenant to do a fake execution just like -insert name here- since that was suspicious. Tosca’s death wasn’t necessarily obvious but I had a feeling she would die as well since there was so much time between when she killed Scarpia and Mario’s “fake” execution. I just thought there was no way she would be able to get away with that; there would be some way the lieutenants would find out about Scarpia’s death.

I wasn’t a huge fan of the whole art being singing either which is ironic since  that is what an opera’s supposed to be. There wasn’t that much going on onstage for me to get lost in the subtitles and miss the action on stage, so that was good. Maybe I would’ve liked it more if the words were simply spoken instead of sung though. I thought the singing made it a little too dramatic at times, which contributed to making the opera a lot slower. Oh well, maybe operas are just not my thing!

Opera Reflections

I never realized how many misconceptions I’ve had about Opera until we actually went to one. I used to think opera was some lady who had powerful vocals singing solo for a long period of time about God knows what.  I don’t remember where I got that impression in my head, but it stuck all the way up to the opera. Maybe a little before considering we were told about the opera by the Opera singer who visited us. I didn’t know that Opera really had much of a story/play aspect to it. I thought it was mainly focused on listening to the vocals and with little to no action other than a person standing and singing. Now I know it’s obviously way more intricate, complex, and developed than that. I know people preferred the ballet and disliked the long intermissions, but I personally didn’t find them that long. That’s because instead of just sitting I went and explored the actual building itself, and that adds the crucial that I believe comes as a package with the experience. You are supposed to take in the high class nature of the event and listen to the sometimes incredibly pretentious conversations because that’s what the opera has always been; a high class social event. It probably takes age and money to really enjoy it, but nonetheless, I did.

Tosca – the Metropolitan Opera

My night at the Opera, after being stuck in the NYC Subway for about an hour and half, was definitely worth the hassle.

After being graced by the beautiful fountain outside the Opera, the inside was no less beautiful. Decorated with crystal chandeliers and beautiful red velvet everywhere, the crowd dressed in their nicest dresses and shoes for a night out, the atmosphere was an accurate preview of what a grand night it would be.

Our seats were high up, where the orchestra looked like little stick figures and it felt as if I could touch the ornate ceiling. But, armed with binoculars and the cute little screens in front of our eyes that translated the words for us, we were ready.

I won’t give details of the summary, plot, or setting, because that is not what made the opera stand out to me. Initially, going into the opera, the image I had in my head was a stereotypical one – a middle-aged European woman standing in one place, belting out notes and lyrics that were beyond anyone’s understanding. However, to my pleasant surprise, to say the least, the stage was decorated as was any other play, and the characters were engaged. They were expressive in their movement, powerful in their singing, and made use of the set, which despite the language barrier, really made it possible for the viewer to understand the storyline.

The combination of the visual and audio elements truly made the opera enjoyable, and redefined what an opera was in my eyes. It was no longer an unengaging, boring event, but instead an event that beautifully combined singing and acting in a way that a play didn’t.

Overall, I am very happy that I had the opportunity to attend the Opera, and perhaps if I didn’t, I would be stuck with the misconception that an Opera would not be worth seeing.

Amanda’s Visit to Class

Amanda came into class on October 27 to talk about opera. She explains how opera is over 400 years old and it started during the Renaissance, in Florence, Italy by a small group of artists and musicians called Florentine Camerata. She also explained how opera singers were mainly young boys who had their balls chopped off so they wouldn’t hit puberty and lose their high pitch voice. Poor families would do this to their children for money and for the fame that they will receive from their sons performing in operas. She also played for us different opera pieces, and she even sang a piece to us as well. I was so shocked in how talented she was at singing opera. It was so loud that I was afraid the glass windows were going to break. She also explained how opera is sung in so many different languages too. She also gave us a brief plot summary of the opera that we were going to watch on October 29, which unfortunately, I wasn’t able to attend. I was really glad that she was able to visit our class and inform us about opera.

Tosca Reflection – Jack

IMG_4379Last Thursday night, we went to the Lincoln Center and saw “Tosca.” I’ve never seen an opera before, and I have to say, the experience was very enjoyable, perhaps even more than the ballet. I’ve seen a few Broadway shows in my life, including “Phantom of the Opera” and “Wicked”, but seeing an opera is a totally different experience. Broadway shows and plays tell a story through words and actions, while operas add the element of music. The music is able to convey emotions that simply cannot be portrayed through words. In other words, operas are able to “make you feel something” that plays cannot. I definitely felt it at the opera, especially when Tosca reached her highest notes.

 

One thing that I didn’t like was the length of the intermissions. Throughout the play, I found myself immersed in the story, worrying about the fates of Tosca and Cavaradossi (even though I knew full well that it would be tragic). The intermissions disrupted this immersion, and following each intermission, I found it difficult to “re-immerse” myself in the plot. Just imagine taking a 30-minute break in the middle of watching an action-packed movie – it’s just not the same!

Opera Reflections

The opera is another one of those events, like the ballet, that I would likely not have gone to had it not been for Macaulay. I’m not going to lie; I didn’t find the opera instantly compelling like the ballet. I think it’s an acquired taste and it’s definitely a hard genre to get used to when much of my and my peers’ entertainment comes from 6 second videos. However, as the performance progressed the drama mounted to a jarring climax. I found the opera more and more interesting as the drama increased. The cruelty of Cavaradossi’s pursuers made me indignant as if it was a modern day injustice unfolding right in front of my eyes at Lincoln Center. I secretly hoped that Cavaradossi and Tosca would really get their happily ever after story the whole time even though I had a nagging feeling that it wouldn’t be that easy. The audience was rapt when the opera came to its dramatic close with the suicide of Tosca, and so was I.

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Going to the opera was an experience that I never thought I would have. I couldn’t imagine sitting for so long to watch an antiquated plot in a language that i can’t understand, but the experience was better than i thought it would be. Because there wasn’t so much on stage action, it was pretty easy to read and follow along at the same time, which i appreciated, the singing was beautiful and the story was nice and easy to follow. I most appreciated the music and how it set the tone for what was going to happen, by listening to the music i could almost tell what was going to happen next. I also appreciated the passion with which the singers sang and the fact that even without a microphone, their voices were able to fill the whole room. I do have to day though, that i wish it wasn’t so long. By the time the first intermission was over the second act came, i almost forgot what had happened in the act before.

Tosca: Sometimes Love Just Ain’t Enough

Oh man oh man. If I told you I’ve liked opera forever, I would be lying. Honestly, I don’t think I was ever fan until recently. Growing up, I always thought of opera as that art form nobody took seriously. My earliest associations with it included loud singing, melodramatic acting, and the whole “shatter-glass-with-your-voice” bit. It’s true, as a kid opera is a bore—the ultimate form of punishment. But when you get older and start to appreciate its many facets, opera becomes something beautiful you want to understand.

Which brings me to Thursday. Getting to see Tosca was absolutely awesome. I have such love for interesting stories and the plotline of Tosca was just that. Sure, I predicted Mario’s end from the beginning, but I did not predict that ultimate plot twist. I also really loved how there were bits of history included, as there were a few mentions to a Napoleonic invasion.

As for the voices, each opera singer was spectacular. I still can’t believe they weren’t wearing microphones! Looking down at them from our seats and still being able to hear the power in their voices was incredible. Although I could only comprehend a few words (I guess opera’s like that) even after my 6 years of Italian, I could feel the emotion, passion, and agony.

All in all, I’m really glad to have been give the opportunity to have this experience. I hope to go see another opera in the near future—maybe La Boheme this time!

Opera Response

I’m splitting my post up in two. The things I didn’t like (or hated) about the opera and the things I liked (or loved).

Dislike/Hate

  • In the opera, we where higher up while in the ballet we where closer down. The distance, to me, has a lot to do with experience. The lower down, the better the experience.
  • There was a lot going on in the opera I had to pay attention to. First, I had to pay attention to the translation, then the movement of the people on stage, then the music, and then the singing. I paid attention to the singing last, which is odd because thats kind of the point of the opera but it seemed to be my innate response to ignore it for the most part.
  • Act I and III were pretty boring to me, nothing of interest happened. Even in the boring parts of the ballet something was happening to pay attention to.
  • My expectations where higher. I expected Tosca to be this dramatic over the top piece. I expected Tosca to fling chairs and all that jazz but none of it happened. I thought it was pretty tame.
  • That death scene. I understand its not supposed to be super realistic and fantastic but come on, it was so blatantly bad and fake. And then later when they were supposed to be torturing the guy and he comes out looking like nothing happened I just sighed. I expected some make-up on him to make him look beaten up. I just expected more realism than I got (for such a grand venue).

Like/Love

  • The singers are definitely incredibly talented about what they do and I have a lot of respect for them. I didn’t pay as much attention as I should have to their voices but when I did they were really good. I preferred the male voices to the female ones (Tosca). It was more pleasant to my ear.
  • There was an actual story I could follow! Sure it may have been a bit boring and more tame than I expected but it was something!
  • The orchestra was amazing. The music was amazing!  I thought the music was brilliant and enjoyed it far more than the ballet music (which I thought was dull).
  • I would rather see the opera again than the ballet even though I liked the ballet better. I feel as though the story for the opera was boring and that took away from the experience. But, with a exciting story the opera would be better. I would love to see one of those grand ballets Ms. Hick talked about. I think I would really enjoy those (and I hope Tosca wasn’t actually a grand ballet because that would be awkward).

The lesson learned: The class should go see something on Broadway because music, dancing, and singing! Yay! Best of both worlds!

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