Theater The Fly: The Opera
posted by September 9 at 15:15 PMon
The Fly began its life cycle in 1957, as a short story in Playboy.
It pupated into the 1958 film starring Vincent Price, then matured into David Cronenberg’s 1986 freak-out that probably did extremely weird things to Jeff Goldblum’s sex life:
Now, apparently, it’s decaying as an opera in LA, composed by soundtrack guy Howard Shore (who wrote the music to the 1986 film as well as the Lord of the Rings trilogy and Naked Lunch, with Ornette Coleman), directed by Cronenberg, and conducted by Plácido Domingo.
The critics are stomping it—but in a way that makes me want to see it:
Hwang emphasizes the superman element — turning Brundle into a messianic figure who proclaims his fusion as the beginning of “the new flesh” — and even gives him an aria about insect politics. Veronica, a science reporter who falls for Brundle and is impregnated by Brundlefly, sings an abortion aria. But the music, alas, never quite rises to these odd occasions.
Yeah, sure, the music doesn’t do it—but an abortion aria? I’d just like to hear what that sounds like.
Next up at the LA Opera: Puccini, directed by Woody Allen. No joke:
Allen: “I said I would years ago, because these things are planned years in advance. I figured, ‘Eh, I’ll be dead before it happens. I’m 72. I’m never going to make it to the opera.’ But it came around, and next Monday, I start rehearsal.”