Tamara Wilson dazzles as Canadian Opera Company’s Turandot

Robert Wilson's production is visually striking and well sung, but the performers are directed to be like automatons

TURANDOT by Giacomo Puccini (Canadian Opera Company). At the Four Seasons Centre (145 Queen West). Runs to October 27. $35-$350. 416-363-8231, coc.ca. See listing. Rating: NNN

The Canadian Opera Company’s Turandot appeals to the eyes, ears and intellect, but not the heart. That’s a shame, because Puccini’s score, complete with the ubiquitous aria Nessun dorma, overflows with emotion.

After all, the opera includes characters who literally risk their heads and sacrifice themselves – all in the name of love. The word “love” even plays a key role in the story of the eponymous Chinese princess (Tamara Wilson) whose potential suitors, including Calaf (Sergey Skorokhodov), will be executed if they can’t solve three riddles to win her hand. 

Not that director Robert Wilson cares about any of that earthly passion.

Drawing from the same bag of tricks he’s used in many of his legendary stage productions over the past few decades, Wilson – who designed the sets and lighting concept – offers up stark, stunning images of glowing orbs, gnarled forests, blood-red backdrops and white lasers to create hypnotic, almost dreamlike vistas. 

And apart from a distracting and completely unnecessary bit of business featuring moving screens in the first act, the designs work, even if the effect is chilly and cerebral. 

Less successful is the way Wilson directs the performers.

Each character faces forward, barely moving their limbs. The result makes them seem less flesh-and-blood than automaton. When characters profess their love to each other, or when they are meant to strike gongs or unsheathe knives but remain immobile, the effect is risible. When a character dies, head tilted ever-so-slightly (and a bit of shadow falling over her face), it merely looks as though her battery has run down.

Thankfully, the singing and playing evoke the passion absent in the staging. Joyce El-Khoury’s silver-voiced Liu exudes devotion and modesty, while Joel Allison and David Leigh’s bass voices ground the production as a Mandarin and Timur. 

Adrian Timpau, Julius Ahn and Joseph Hu animate their Jim, Bob and Bill – changed from the stereotypical-sounding Ping, Pang and Pong – with rich, resonant voices and a variety of physical gestures that evoke the commedia dell’arte figures Wilson intends. 

Skorokhodov’s Calaf, meanwhile, makes a determined, if not exactly ardent, suitor, his throaty tenor dashing off the opera’s most famous number with ease.

But the glory of this production is Wilson’s Turandot. Looking imperious in Jacques Reynaud’s severe, structured costume, her face expressing both fear and hostility, Wilson moves through the opera like an avenging spirit. (She literally looks like she’s floating at times.) And her dramatic soprano is suitably terrifying in its precision and diamond-like clarity. 

Conductor Carlo Rizzi and the COC orchestra cast their own spell, capturing the fairy-tale-like feeling of the score and its rich harmonies. And under Sandra Horst, the chorus is a distinct character unto itself, especially in the early scenes where it gives voice to a bloodthirsty mob, a feeling that is only too familiar during this particularly divisive election month. 


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