Alexandra Coghlan

Buried treasure | 3 November 2016

Plus: Vanessa, an obscure Samuel Barber opera that deserves an outing in a major UK opera house

issue 05 November 2016

Wexford is to opera-goers what casinos are to gamblers. The uncertainty, the hope, the exhilaration — they’re all a crucial part of a festival that annually rolls the dice, plucking three obscure, often all but unknown, operas from the repertoire and giving them a staging. Dealing the cards is David Agler, the artistic director whose canny choices ensure that not only the house but also the audience always wins. Add to the mix Wexford’s ear for an up-and-coming star (Juan Diego Flórez, Mirella Freni, Joseph Calleja and Daniela Barcellona have all made their mark here), and you can understand the festival’s uniquely addictive quality.

It’s somewhere between the Bacchanale, the appearance of Satan and the eruption of the volcano that kills the entire cast that it becomes clear that Félicien David’s Herculanum isn’t kidding around. You’d struggle to find anything grander than this particular grand opera — a four-act fantasy of scheming imperial seductresses and pious Christian martyrs.

Comments

Join the debate for just $5 for 3 months

Be part of the conversation with other Spectator readers by getting your first three months for $5.

Already a subscriber? Log in