George Bernard Shaw admired the “fierce noonday sun” of the score to Ernani. “The one with the bandits” even gets a glancing mention in his play, Arms and the Man. I'm not convinced that Sven-Eric Bechtolf shares that sense of admiration. His new production for La Scala – ending a 36-year hiatus since Luca Ronconi's celebrated staging opened the 1982-83 season – doesn't exactly sneer at Verdi's fifth opera, but Bechtolf does seem faintly embarrassed by it all. The Milanese audience rumbled him straight away.
It's difficult to imagine Ernani uprooted from its Renaissance Spain setting. Its plot, based on Victor Hugo's play, relies on codes of honour that don't update well. Aristocrat-turned-bandit Ernani, elderly grandee Don Ruy Gomez de Silva and the king, Don Carlo, are all competing for the hand of Silva's ward, the beautiful Elvira. When Ernani is discovered in Elvira's bedchamber, Silva spares his life in return for helping him rescue her from the king, who has taken her hostage. Ernani swears an oath that if Silva ever sounds his horn within his hearing, he will take his own life. Carlo himself honourably gives up the chase to pursue a loftier goal, that of becoming Holy Roman Emperor, and decrees Elvira should marry Ernani, in reality the nobleman Don Juan of Aragon. But grouchy old Silva calls in his pledge during the wedding feast and Ernani is honour-bound to kill himself.
Bechtolf can't quite bring himself to present the piece in period, so resorts to meta-theatre. During the prelude the curtain rises on a 19th-century stage, with ropes and pulleys flying in scenery, a troupe of singers arriving to put on the opera, staged as old-fashioned park-and-bark. Silva wields a sword long enough to make him look a doddery old fool. The chorus execute some dodgy choreography, and there are a couple of dancers who mince about, creeping through the drop curtain with placards to announce a brief pause before Act 4, which drew the ire of the Scala loggionisti. The gravitas of the inky woodwind prelude to Act 3, where Carlo visits Charlemagne's tomb, is utterly undermined by having a maid brushing the baritone's costume as he gets himself “in the zone”. As Ernani expires, scenery flats are raised to the flies, showing the entire company – singers and stagehands – moved by his honour-bound sacrifice.