2.0. Placed at the end of well-known, traditional and reliable things, these numerical digits emphasize subtly that these things are not so familiar any more. In combination with the title of Puccini’s La bohème they can work as a real fire alarm. Attention, please, 2.0: a new format, a new look, a new version. To the great relief of all alarmed opera fans, this new Budapest production is 2.0 at its best: creative, fast and interactive. Moreover, it is still La bohème and is supremely well sung and acted.
To make Puccini’s story from 19th-century Paris artistic life more up to date, Italian director Damiano Michieletto moved it to Christmas Eve in Paris 2016. In case of doubt, the public could always consult a fold-out map of Paris with the emergency numbers, placed by the street workers on stage between the acts. Christmas Eve means busy streets full of shoppers, overloaded trolleys and exciting children, who are hoping for the best presents ever. Santa Claus is a top attraction, with a marching band and a group of hilarious red-nosed reindeer which move gracefully under Puccini’s music. Everybody expects a miracle, or at least a present. Rodolfo, a bespectacled poet, is the luckiest one as he meets Mimì. His friends are happy for him and celebrate Christmas Eve enthusiastically at the expense of Alcindoro and let poor Musetta’s admirer care for the shopping bags from Gucci and other expensive fashion stores.
The first two acts at Hungarian State Opera's Erkel Theatre are lived as a great party, in spite of misfortunes and hardships. The stage designer Paolo Fantin creates a world full of striking contrasts. Rodolfo, Marcello, Colline and Schaunard have no more than their mattresses and sleeping bags, but are happy to share a meal of potato chips and to drink wine from paper cups. Thanks to the costume designer Carla Teti, all the characters look just like the guys next door. Mimì is perhaps the most ‘2.0’ with her arm and neck tattooed.
These alternative bohemians would not stand out in the streets of Budapest or Paris today and can assimilate organically in any modern streetscape. The vocal performance of the whole cast was excellent and above expectations. I have only superlatives for Orsolya Sáfár, a fragile, slender, insecure and broken Mimì. This Hungarian soprano is blessed with not only a superb voice, but also an outstanding dramatic talent. The excellent tenor Gergely Boncsér makes his Rodolfo a sensitive poet. Audience acclamations for Zsolt Haja's reserved but compassionate Marcello were justified, as they were for Zoltán Nagy as a sociable saxophonist Schaunard and for András Kiss as jolly philosopher Colline, who impressed with his warm deep bass. The temperamental redhead Musetta is sung by Ildikó Szakács. Even Benoît (Gábor Gárday) and Alcindor (Lajos Geiger), who stay on stage just for a couple of minutes, are dramatically and vocally convincing.