Marion on October 21st, 2014

Like many ordinary people I have a blog. Per google analytics most of the people who come here on any given day come to find out how to get cheap tickets for the Met, and/or to read my take on some opera I’ve seen – even though I am a musical ignoramus. So maybe some of my subscribers might be wondering why I haven’t said anything about the brouhaha regarding the The Death of Klinghoffer at the Metropolitan Opera. I haven’t said much because too much was being said, and my own feelings were so muddled, I didn’t know where to start.

I just read a thoughtful piece up on the Guardian website. I strongly recommend you go there now. They took four regular New Yorkers to the premiere of The Death of Klinghoffer and each one wrote his or her response. They each did a wonderful job of representing. It got me thinking. I was not there last night, although God knows I could have been. There were more than usual number of unsold tickets – even for the cheap seats. I have never seen any production of the piece. I have not heard it either, but I’ve read a lot about it. Reading the Guardian, immediately got my juices going and I wrote a comment. You can read my comment there, as well.

Reading their panel’s views, helped me put mine in perspective. If you don’t read through all the comments to find mine, here it is in a nutshell:

I look at a picture of Leon Klinghoffer, and I see my father, who like him was a smart, New York Jew, a son of immigrants and someone who worked his way to a certain point. I hear their story — a final voyage with his terminally ill wife who would die months later from the illness that killed my father, and it makes me terribly sad. Aside from every thing else, the Klinghoffer daughters object to this opera. They don’t want their father remembered as a symbol of something — just what isn’t entirely clear. One of the Guardian viewers said the opera was about the competing narratives in the Israeli-Palestinian conflict. If that’s the case, it’s offensive to both Palestinians — represented by terrorists who would execute a disabled, old man and throw his body off a boat (and then say his wife did it) AND also to American Jews. Whatever the Klinghoffers’ may or may not have felt about Israel, they weren’t Israelis. They weren’t the Holocaust victims rising to form the modern Israel depicted in the opera’s chorus. They were New Yorkers and they became victims of a terrorist attack.  I don’t want to see them victimized again for “art.”

Here’s what it comes down to: “[T]he juxtaposition of the plight of the Palestinian people with the coldblooded murder of an innocent disabled American Jew is both historically naive and appalling,” — from the initial statement by the Klinghoffer daughters on seeing the piece.

Marion on October 20th, 2014

So was Carrie’s behavior on the last episode more or less appalling than when she tried to drown her baby? Read all about it in my recap on Happy Nice Time People, the heir apparent to Television Without Pity.

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Marion on October 18th, 2014

We caught Die Zauberflöte (The Magic Flute) Thursday night. It’s a Julie Taymor production, not new to the Met, though the previous version had used the English libretto.

I may be one of the few New Yorker’s who has never seen The Lion King. This was my first Taymor experience and it was pretty wow. The costumes and sets suggested everything from ancient Egypt (supported by many references in the libretto to ancient Egyptian gods) to Asia and Africa. The three spirits, played by boys whose voices had not yet broken – looked like Dr Suess characters. Monostatos reminded me of the head blue meanie from Yellow Submarine. There were giants puppets too including ominous gigantic figures with Read the rest of this entry »

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Marion on October 17th, 2014

I’ve taken down the post I wrote yesterday afternoon regarding my terrible, very bad customer experience at the Met. This has now been resolved. Read on:

Briefly, here’s a non-dramatic summary of the initial incident:

I won the lottery (Full disclosure, I object to the lottery for a number of reasons and miss the rush ticket line, but that’s another post.)

The way the lottery works is you get an email telling you that you won. You click a link from the email and you purchase your one or two $25 tickets up to two hours before the show.

When I pressed proceed to cart, I found someone else’s name, address, phone number, type of card, last four digits of card and order. I couldn’t remove that information and I couldn’t order my tickets.

I was spooked by seeing someone else’s stuff, and frustrated because I couldn’t buy my tickets.

I called Customer Service who could not help to buy the ticket, but advised me to print my “you are a winner” email and go to Read the rest of this entry »

Marion on October 16th, 2014

This is not a review of Blood Diva, but a blatant plug. The ebook is currently on sale for 99 cents. And if you head over to the book site, there are other giveaways, review copies, buy links, etc.  Full disclosure: I have a personal relationship with the author, so I won’t say anything about it, lest I be accused of bias. But here are some links to what others are saying about it on the intertubes:

Persephone Magazine (review AND paperback raffle end tonight)

Opera Candy (They think it’s a must read for all budding Violettas)

Book Muse (Best accompanied by dark chocolate and champagne in a well-lit room)