Subject: Hansel and Gretel, Palace Opera, QEH 30Jan97 Gretel Jaqueline Varsey Hansel Joanne Edworthy Mother Jenny Miller Father Charles Johnson Sandman/Dew fairy Jenny Saunders Witch Anya Kubrick Terpsichore Arts Company London Concertante Conductor Jonathan Finney Director Daniel Farncombe Production designer Christiane Kubrick After the echt deutsch production a couple of weeks ago, I found Palace Opera's a bit of a witch's breakfast. There was some fine singing, especially from Jaqueline Varsey and Joanne Edworthy, and the small orchestra made the music sound truly dramatic, with the most Wagnerian witch hunt I've ever heard. But the production itself was all over the place. The translation (by Anthony Scales) tried to include all the obnoxiousness of the children in the words, in contemporary idiom, and managed to be completely incomprehensible most of the time because the words were so badly matched to the notes. It wasn't, for the most part, the singers' fault -- when I could hear the sounds clearly I still had to think about what the words were. The father was a complete slob and bully. The children remembered the prayer from "when he's trying to be nice to us". He attacked the mother with a pick handle at one point. (Oddly enough, Charles Johnson's singing sounded very gentlemanly and controlled, after an off-pitch off-stage start.) And in the first act, the set seemed to be aiming for a kind of verismo as well. It consisted of flats, one in front for the house, removed for the second scene to show the forest, about seven feet high and painted in small detail. But messy looking. The witch's house was also flat (which in my book just won't do) and was somewhere between Klimt and a seventies children's book. Christiane Kubrick, the set designer, works mainly as a painter. The angels were also flat, though eight dancers dressed like crib figures did a bit of swooshing around to the angel music (which was far more agitated than usual, but I thought very effectively played). The other main element of the decor was nasty children's books of today, and this really hit the spot with its target audience. During the witch hunt music, little divils leapt about the stage and eventually moved the furniture; there were plastic sub-Bosch monsters around the witch's house and dancing in the woods as it got dark; and the witch was a larger version of Witchie Poo (sp.? I never watched it, honest) with a purple tail. Strangely, the translation lost all references to the devil, as well as to providence. If I didn't know it backwards, I don't think I would have had a clue what was going on. Still, Palace Opera is a small, newish company on a smallish budget, and they certainly tried. The children in the audience seemed to love it, and you can't beat that gingerbread music.