Don Giovanni, Hackney Empire, London
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Your support makes all the difference.As presented by theatre director Jonathan Munby, ETO's Don Giovanni was a very uneven affair, whose saving graces were Julia Sporsen's gorgeously sung Donna Anna, Ilona Domnich's subtle Zerlina, and the music under Michael Rosewell's assured baton.
Things started badly with a pointless dumb-show from Jonathan Gunthorpe's Leporello, who went on to bore us rigid. Roland Wood sang with ringing authority as Don Giovanni, but his Essex-boy meanness totally prevented him cutting it as a seducer. And I've never seen the Don's descent into hell so completely stripped of mystery.
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