Edit: Friday, February 1.
...she had little sense of the fluidity of Puccini's phrasing, and her stage presence was tentative and awkward. Gestures and movement came a split-second late, oddly out of sync with the music and the drama: the physical version of a poorly dubbed film.
I am no longer amused and for at least the next several hours, I will be referring to tonight's performance of Tosca as 'that stupid opera' . The city's fairly paralyzed by a snowstorm that's been raging for hours. We were even allowed to leave work at 1:30 pm.
I called the opera company and was told 'oh no, we never cancel a performance so hope you make it tonight!'. I was also told that it's too late to exchange tickets for another performance.
I hope we're the only ones there and at least get to go out drinking with the cast after so I can tell them in person what I got or didn't from their performances.