By now, Kaspar Holten’s staging of Don Giovanni is a familiar one: it first hit the Covent Garden stage in 2014. You can read our previous reviews for more details than I’ll give here, but here’s an overview: Es Devlin’s set is a massive mechanical structure which transforms from a single wall with many doorways into a complex structure of interlocking rooms and staircases reminiscent of an Escher print; virtuosic video projections by Luke Halls paint the surfaces with endless lists of the names of the Don’s conquests as well as morphing the scenery with trompe-l'œil features. Bruno Poet’s lighting creates an aesthetic that is dark and austere. Long before the Commendatore drags Giovanni to his particularly personal version of hell (a place where the endless narcissist receives no attention), it becomes clear that the joy has been sucked out of his life and that he is going through his seductions almost entirely out of habit, because he knows no other way.
It’s a compelling reading and it improves on repeated viewings, because Holten skilfully sidesteps two of the great operatic staging pitfalls. Firstly, he provides a continual stream of visual interest for those who want it while avoiding heavy-handed attempts to distract viewers from singers performing important arias, and secondly, he provides plenty of conceptual food for thought without seeking to provide an all-new narrative that might clash with the libretto. What is less successful – at least in this revival – is the negotiation of Mozart’s idea of a dramma giocoso, a delicate balance between high farce and high drama. It’s difficult to know the extent to which Covid restrictions have hampered stage movement (plenty of contact still seemed permitted), but my sense was that the singers weren’t really throwing themselves into the comedy with abandon and relish.
Covid restrictions certainly didn’t damage the orchestral performance. Don Giovanni is a long opera, but Act 1 went by in a flash as Constantin Trinks gave the clearest of direction to his musicians and kept the momentum going through the sequence of hit numbers – Leporello’s catalogue aria, the duettino “La cà darem la mano”, Ottavio’s “Dalla sua pace”, Giovanni’s Champagne aria, Zerlina’s “Batti, Batti”, to name just five – each one played with poise, verve and a pleasant shape. Trinks demonstrated what we’ve learned over the last year, namely that pared down string numbers can result in great clarity, and there were only rare moments where the balance was off because there weren’t enough strings to compete with some purposeful woodwind and brass.