I got a glittery teal eyeliner pencil this weekend. I wore a pretty heavy helping of it on Monday, which happened to be my boyfriend's birthday. While taking off my makeup at night, I realized he hadn't said anything about it. He really likes teal, so I thought he might actually notice. I wandered out of the bathroom and asked him if he realized that my eyeliner was a different color than usual. After an entire evening spending time together, he hadn't. So I turned to his roommate, with whom we had hung out for a while, and asked him if he noticed. His response: "Eyeliner comes in colors???"
Their responses, aside from making me giggle, reminded me why I wear makeup. Not that I ever really forget. My makeup is for me. It is my process of discovering who I feel like being today. It is my warpaint. It is my chance to create a small, temporary work of art. It is my affirmation: I am worth the effort. It is my personal reminder; if I am feeling ugly inside I can look in the mirror and remind myself of my inner beauty. Also, makeup is fun.
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The Met does everything wholeheartedly, and The Enchanted Island was no exception. The cast was incredible, the sets fantastical and mutable, the costumes perfect, and the music sparkling. I enjoyed this production immensely.
That is not to say it did not have its flaws. It is quite a long production, at over three hours, and it felt like it. I happened to not mind, but the fire and energy of the orchestra and cast was the only thing that kept the show from dragging. The libretto leaves much to be desired. It wasn't particularly interesting or informative. In a few places, there were just too many words. I felt like the singers were struggling to fit them in. It seemed that Mr. Sams had forgotten that the recitatives are for wordiness and the arias are showcases for the voice and emotion. I wasn't familiar with the original arias, but it sounded like he was putting entire phrases where there were originally melismas and sustained notes. Bad form, Mr. Sams, especially when working with long-established music. The singers were absolutely phenomenal (not surprising, considering it was THE MET). Their voices were glorious and their acting was energized, committed, and engaging. Susan Graham (Sycorax) was the standout actor of the night, and Placido Domingo (Neptune) the standout voice. Luca Pisaroni won Most Adorable in this show; he was an infinitely lovable Caliban. Also, his voice had an extraordinary warmth and beauty, while still carrying easily through the hall. Danielle deNiese was enchanting as the androgynous Ariel, with great physicality and exceptional vocal stamina. Unsurprisingly for a pastiche, her arias were chock full of vocal fireworks; she sang them all with ease and agility. David Daniels (Prospero) and Andriana Chuchman (Miranda) were solid and enjoyable, if not particularly interesting. The quartet of lovers (Helena, Hermia, Lysander, and Demetrius) were hilarious. Elizabeth DeShong was particularly vibrant and engaging as Hermia. Her voice had wonderful clarity and richness; I hope to see her perform again in the future. The Enchanted Island was a fun show. It definitely helped that it was a mashup of two of my favorite Shakespearean plays (The Tempest and A Midsummer Night's Dream) and blockbuster baroque music. I had a fabulous time. |
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