There’s been a furore over the reporting of Tara Erraught’s appearance in Glyndebourne’s Der Rosenkavalier, sufficiently so that I think it’s worth setting out my opinions on how singers’ looks should feature in criticism. I haven’t seen Erraught, so these opinions are general rather than specific to her or to that particular production, and they do represent our views as Bachtrack directors rather being merely my personal ones.
First and foremost, we don’t publish material that’s written to wound. Other publications may differ: there’s a long and distinguished tradition of criticism as blood sport that stretches back to George Bernard Shaw, Hector Berlioz and beyond. There are readers for whom that’s what criticism should be. But it’s not something I want Bachtrack to be involved in.
Having said that, opera is a visual and dramatic art as well as a musical one. Appearance matters. To what extent it matters is down to individual taste – personally, I generally steer clear of mentioning a singer’s looks, whether ravishingly beautiful or hopelessly unattractive. But if the critic finds that appearance materially affects their appreciation of the production, I think it’s fair comment.
Opera requires a generous lashing of suspension of disbelief at the best of times. When you have Violetta in La traviata, a young and frail consumptive, performed by someone several times the age and weight of the character, or the Duke of Mantua in Rigoletto, a dashing young aristocrat, performed by a tenor who can barely walk, it simply adds to the difficulty of suspending disbelief enough to enjoy the performance.