Catalan director Calixto Bieito has long been known for his radical interpretations of operas, often full of violence, murder, drugs and sex. So it was with a slight sense of trepidation that I went to the Norwegian National Opera’s new production of Offenbach’s The Tales of Hoffmann. Despite some very effective and at times striking moments, the production turned out something of a disappointment.
One would imagine that an opera such as The Tales of Hoffmann, with its fantastic storylines and often grotesque imagery, would appeal to a director such as Bieito – and to a certain extent, it does. The opera becomes a drunken fantasy before reality suddenly hits hard in the final act. The Muse, Hoffmann’s guardian and poetic inspiration, constantly carries around a bottle of whiskey that she either drinks from herself or feeds to others, most notably Hoffmann’s friends in the tavern. Throughout the opera, it is almost as if we are watching her have a breakdown, before she takes off her gown and reveals herself to be nothing more than a common alcoholic.
The sets, created by Rebecca Ringst, are sparse. The prologue and epilogue are played on an empty stage with no decorations apart from lights hanging from the ceiling – a most effective touch. In the later acts, decorations are few, except for the giant stylised Venetian bridge in the Giulietta act. In Bieito’s Hoffmann, Olympia exists merely for the pleasure of others, whether it be through her “chanson mignonne” or through sex. When her aria stops, she is no longer wound up, but is instead fed some kind of drug by Spalanzani. When the effect wears off, she goes, ever smiling, on a murderous rampage ending with her taking her own life, albeit in a suicide somewhat lacking in blood. The overall effect is grotesquely humorous, yet did not seem to elicit reactions past a few awkward giggles here and there.
The fantastical nature of Hoffmann’s stories is truly brought to the forefront in the Antonia act. It is played in a white-walled box above the stage. The action has been removed from the world, and this is further underlined by the characters (save Hoffmann and Nicklausse) wearing period dress. This act was perhaps the most cohesive dramatically, possibly except for the moment when Hoffmann wrote Antonia’s name on the wall in blood after she had died. It also contained perhaps the most puzzlingly poetic sequence of the entire production, with Antonia giving birth to a live dove and that dove being given to Nicklausse, apparently on the verge of a breakdown. The following act, the Giulietta act, was perhaps the least cohesive. The characters stood before a giant steel construction, somewhat resembling a Venetian bridge. For some reason, Dapertutto was turned into a woman and the act ended with a maniacal cackle-off between Dapertutto (Dapertutta?) and Giulietta.