Tosca is not a political opera, in the sense that, say, Fidelio is, since it concentrates on the emotional lives and tragedies of its characters more than aiming to make a point. Yet it is hard these days for directors not to exploit its background of authoritarian rule and it is a work that responds well to updating beyond its original Napoleonic milieu: there have been plenty of Scarpias in the intervening two centuries, after all.
Returning to the company with which he was chief director until 2013, Ludger Engels locates Tosca in the present, in a Roman society under an unspecified, brutal rule and one with which, as it becomes ever more apparent, the Church is in collusion. Indeed, this clerical complicity is emphasised figuratively by setting the whole opera in and around a stylised setting of a Baroque Roman church created from blown-up photographs. The religious background is there already, of course: Floria Tosca is a devoutly pious woman, which makes her decision to murder her assailant a deeply troubling one for her – here she drops her crucifix necklace on Scarpia’s desk as she leaves the scene of her crime as if to try and put distance between her faith and her deed.
Engels’ theme takes time to make its presence felt, but by the end of Act I we begin to understand where we’re heading: during the Te Deum, nuns prepare a couple of schoolgirls for Scarpia’s attentions and the Act I curtain falls with them awaiting their fate (Scarpia is nasty enough already, without the need to add paedophilia to his vices, surely). And nuns and priests are both on hand to mop up after Scarpia’s murder (Acts II and III are run together without a break).
Meanwhile, a silent Pope-like figure is also in attendance: present for the Te Deum, visiting the scene of Cavaradossi’s torture and, finally, blessing the execution and providing the weapon with which the Sacristan (adding the roles of gaoler and one-man firing squad to his usual first-act appearance) shoots the painter. Traditionalists will be pleased that Tosca takes her own life the conventional way, as she leaps towards a blinding light at the back of the stage, and a body double of the young Floria is seen slowly spiralling downwards from the flies – a final moment of intense visual drama to match the music.