My parents would blast it on Saturday mornings, and when friends came over to play, they suggested we play outside. Watching it on TV was worse: Sopranos sounded tinny though the tiny speakers, and the stage work looked motionless on the small screen. It wasn't until I saw live opera in my 20s—where the world's chief singing talents are stretching the limits of the human voice and moving across vast stages—that I got it. Opera is high-stakes and intense.
If you're opera-curious but worried that you'll be bored, confused about what to see, and concerned that it will all be nonsensical caterwauling you can't understand because you don't speak Italian, don't worry. This is the opera for you.