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4.5 out of 5 stars

on 31 October 2013
I've admired the conducting of Myung-Whun Chung in many broadcasts and recordings, so I was surprised to be disappointed by what happens here. No complaints about the cast - I particularly enjoyed Ramon Vargas as Cassio, and Leiferkus is a slinkily sinister Iago, even if one notices the absence of a truly dark voice within the cast. As always with this conductor everything is sensitively balanced, moulded, phrased - but on this occasion to excess. There is a lack of excitement or, more specifically, drama. The acoustics of the Bastille Opera may be partly responsible for the lack of weight and heft from the brass (I'm not talking about just volume), but the string playing is altogether too safe and sweet and unvaried. The bows are always midway between bridge and fingerboard, the vibrato is consistently even, and only the dynamics change. There's nothing risky, nothing special about the sound, ever. So in 'Ora e per sempre addio', the effect is smooth and pleasant when it should be bleak and broken, abetted by Chung's blandly flowing tempo. In the Act IV Willow Song, the tierce de picardie at the word 'morir', which can impart an unexpected and terrible beauty, goes for nothing, and the hollowness of the closing chords before Otello's entrance is warmed and plumped up as if it is an embarrassment to the conductor.

I suppose this is better than constant underlining of detail at the expense of the musical line... but while I remained patient for the first two acts, Act III with all its emotion and action fell seriously short of expectation. The recording quality is, like the conductor's interpretation, smooth and secure.
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on 18 August 2017
Excellent. Totally gripping performances.
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on 4 November 2016
One of Verdi's best.
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on 22 February 2016
Great service, great music.
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on 3 February 2011
This most recent recording of Otello is the best I've heard. Placido Domingo and Cheryl Studer are two of my favorite opera singers and the interpretations of their respective roles of Otello and Desdemona are superb. There's a good balance between their voices enhanced by the very sensitive conducting of the Orchestra and Chorus of the Bastille Opera by Myung-Whun Chung.

The supporting roles of Iago, Cassio, Roderigo, and Emelia are also excellent. Sergei Leiferkus who sings the part of Iago has just that right kind of voice for the sinister and calculating character who plans Otello's ultimate downfall. It is Placido Domingo whose mature voice really makes this the best recording for me of Verdi's greatest opera. The last scene where he murders Desdemona is incredibly moving.

There are many recordings of Otello and I have three or four, two with Domingo, but in this last he plays Otello with a depth and passion that transcends all the others. The only recording to compare with it in my view is that of Domingo with Renee Fleming. Iago is played by James Morris. James Levine conducts the Metropolitan Chorus and Orchestra. Renee Flemming as Desdemona is particularly fine in this earlier recording. But Cheryl Studer is equally as good. Both have warm and beautiful voices.

For me the real choice is this new one conducted by Myung-Whun Chung. The sound is excellent and a real joy to listen to. Buy it!
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on 8 December 2012
I love this Opera and this version does not disapoint, The quality of the recording is excellent. Im not an expert on opera so cannot really comment on the comparisons between this version and others but I would reccommend it.
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on 20 April 2001
Domingo has made three recordings of this opera and the latest is clearly the best. Domingo brings years of experience in the title role to this recording and his performance is mesmerising. Domingo's voice is not as trumpet-like as once it was, but his darker, more burnished tone suits his more introspective reading given here - listen to "Dio mi potevi" where Domingo brings out the internal pain of the character with great intensity. Throughout, Domingo provides a heartfelt and superbly "acted" account. The rest of the cast are also far better here than on Domingo's previous recordings. Sergei Leiferkus is one of the few baritones around who can capture all of Iago's nuances in a studio recording- his credo is superb and sparks fly in his scenes with Domingo. Cheryl Studer sings radiantly as Desdemona and gives a rounded portrayal. Chung conducts a searing account of the score. Domingo sings well on his two other recordings of Otello, but his fellow singers are not at their best in those. Try Domingo in the Zeffirelli film of the opera or the video of his performance under Solti at Covent Garden - both are memorable performances. If you want something more vintage try Vickers and Gobbi under Serafin, where the cast and the conductor are all at the height of their powers.
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TOP 500 REVIEWERon 28 December 2013
The sound was good on my Bose headphones, the Chorus and the voices in the storm scene in Act 1 come through nicely, and I'm thinking that we might indeed have something special here -- but it turns out that we don't. Chung's direction lacks dramatic drive, for all the beauty of the sound, and Leiferkus sounds unidiomatic and throaty as Iago -- there's nothing insinuating in the voice, although to be fair, he sings the set pieces better than he does the dramatic interchanges. Domingo's voice is solid, but it lacks ease -- he's working hard to project the sound. I had my recording of him with Levine 17 years earlier (1994 v. 1977), and the difference is palpable in two respects: first, Domingo in 1977 sings with an airiness and freedom that are far removed from the sound of his older self, and second -- just to take the Love Duet as an example -- Levine knows how to make it dramatic. It's got both a tension and a flow that Chung's recording lacks, and though the sound is a tad less refined than Chung's, it has plenty of presence and detail. Add to this that Renata Scotto knows what to do with Desdemona. Cheryl Studer, an artist I admire, sings the notes well enough, but it doesn't come to life. The Iago in the 1977 recording is Sherrill Milnes, and the voice suits the role well. If you prefer a leaner sound that's still idiomatic, there's Gobbi, with Serafin and Vickers, from 1960. Chung has a fine Cassio in the young Ramon Vargas, and the other smaller roles are very well cast -- but the bottom line is that this drama or it is nothing. Stick with the Levine recording, though for a real Othello voice, you should have Vickers too (even if Serafin's conducting is on the tame side).
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on 6 December 2014
Just as Othello is a difficult play to bring off in the theatre, so Otello is a difficult opera to bring off out of it. It is not for nothing that the 1938 Panizza Otello, recorded live at the New York Met is in a class of its own. Since the sound is terrible, It is not a performance I am much tempted to return to. Yet there is no denying the visceral charge of a superb cast, superbly conducted, live in the theatre.
For some years now, Domingo has been, on stage, the greatest Otello of our age—witness the very fine Covent Garden production on a 1992 LaserDisc and Video Cassette (Pioneer and Castle respectively, 9/93) with Sergei Leiferkus as Iago Dame Kiri Te Kanawa as Desdemona and Solti conducting. On record, though, he has had less success. The 1978 RCA set, conducted by Levine, was frankly a trial run. After this he was caught in the toils of a Zeffirelli film, strangely conducted by Maazel, the oddly muted soundtrack of which was issued by EMI. Both sets are still in the catalogue though neither is recommendable, not least because neither of the Iagos—Sherrill Milnes for Levine or Justino Diaz for Maazel—is up to much technically or theatrically. Leiferkus is both.
Leiferkus and Domingo have worked closely together in the theatre; and it shows in scene after scene—nowhere more so than in the crucial sequence in Act 2 where Otello so rapidly ingests Iago's lethal poison. By bringing into the recording studio the feel and experience of a stage performance—meticulous study subtly modified by the improvised charge of the moment—both singers help defy the jinx that so often afflicts Otello on record.
Leiferkus is not a great colourist. If there is a point at which he seems to fall short of the letter of Verdi's score (or, rather, Giulio Ricordi's Production Book) it is when he fails to make sufficient distinction between Iago's voice and the imagined voice of Cassio in the dream narrative ''Era la notte''. Toscanini's Iago, Giuseppe Valdengo, whom Leiferkus to some extent resembles, is rather more effective here. Yet listen to Leiferkus's phrasing of Cassio's first murmurings and you will hear how effortlessly he meets Verdi's technically demanding insistence on the elision of two sentences, ''cauti vegliamo'' hypnotically grafted on to the word ''l'estasi'': natural caution subverted by passion.
The skill of Leiferkus's performance is rooted in voice and technique: clear diction, a disciplined rhythmic sense and a mastery of all ornament down to the most mordant of mordents. Above all, he is always there (usually stage right in this recording), steely-voiced, rabbiting obsessively on. We even hear his crucial interventions in the great Act 3 concertato. This is something of a miracle given the fact that Iago's plotting goes by the board in just about every recording except the RCA/Toscanini and the superbly 'staged' 1961 Decca production, masterminded by Culshaw and Karajan. (Or, perhaps more correctly, by Culshaw; in his 1973 EMI remake Karajan cuts the section in question!)
Otello is a role a tenor must live with for years, hoping the voice will retain its flexibility and sheen whilst at the same time acquiring fresh colours with which to meet new demands, new insights. This was Martinelli's achievement, and Vickers's; and it is Domingo's too.
He is in superb voice on the new recording; the sound seems golden as never before. Yet at the same time, it is a voice that is being more astutely deployed. To take that cruellest of all challenges to a studio-bound Otello, the great Act 3 soliloquy ''Dio! mi potevi'', Domingo's performance is now simpler, more inward, more intense. It isn't as he told one of DG's attendant journalists, his slowest performance to date. The Maazel is slower than this, a kind of ritual embalming. Rather, it is as though Domingo has rethought the role for the microphone, much as a great actor might adapt his Othello for the radio, or a singer might shift from the broad brush-strokes of theatre performance to the keener disciplines of Lieder-singing. It helps perhaps, that Domingo's voice has darkened, winning back some of its russet baritonal colourings. But in the end the genius of the performance lies in its ability to distil. Nowhere is this more evident than in the death scene itself. On the Maazel recording the final ''morta!'' is turned into a fermata, an egregiously self-contained dying fall. Now it is more or less in time, very simple, unerringly 'placed', no longer 'acted'. And ten times more effective.
Of course, Domingo is never quite as trumpet-toned as Martinelli. Nor does he attempt to portray Otello as a stricken visionary after the manner of Jon Vickers with Serafin in 1960 or more symbiotically, with Karajan in 1973. In the later of those recordings, at the moment where Otello twice intones the name of the dead Desdemona, Vickers's voice takes on a quality such as we haven't heard before—the voice of a man who is, almost literally, beside himself with grief. The problem is that away from these sublime manifestations of Vickers's art this Berlin-made EMI set too often slumps back into the worst kind of German bombast.
Chung's conducting, by contrast, is almost disarmingly vital. Verdi's scoring is more Gallic than Germanic (though less so than the scoring of Falstaff which I should like to hear Chung conduct). The score sounds very brilliant in the hands of the excellent L'Opera-Bastille orchestra, and, in Act 4, very beautiful, though never quite as breathtakingly beautiful as on Karajan's earlier set with the Vienna Philharmonic.
That said, Chung's conducting has its limitations. He seems especially wary of those emotional depths—expanses, what you will—that sit in the score's main shipping-lane like Scylla and Charybdis, wrecking those who try to sail briskly by, dragging under those who are tempted to linger too long. No one steers a better course than Serafin on RCA (Toscanini, too, who gets better orchestral playing than Serafin). Verdi's score is littered with restraining marks. Iago's ''Credo'' is marked Allegro sostenuto; yet Chung goes quickly, staying in tempo at the fanfares of fig. E, and hustling Leiferkus. Otello's ''Ora e per sempre'' is marked assai ritenuto and larga la frase; Chung isn't unduly quick, but the rhythmic infrastructure is muddled and unclear. The oath-swearing ''Si, pel ciel'' has a splendid swing to it, but the marking is molto sostenuto. And so on. And yet, as I say, Chung's freshness is all gain. He is already a master of the big ensemble, and the line of an act. Tension rarely slackens. Where it does the mixing and matching of takes is probably to blame.
If I have found reservations creeping in about some of the conducting, the reverse is the case with Cheryl Studer's Desdemona. Her very ubiquity sows doubt in the critic's mind and it is tempting to look for faults: a less than perfectly sounded top A flat near the start of the love duet, and a distinctly uncertain one at the end of the ''Ave Maria''. (And for real nigglers, a break in the line in the love duet at ''sofferti e le catene''—''not the kind of thing you'd catch Margaret Price doing, dear''.)
And yet Studer's is a carefully drawn portrait of a chaste and sober-suited lady. Perhaps Verdi had a sweeter-voiced singer in mind for this paragon of ''goodness, resignation, and self-sacrifice'' (Verdi's words, not Shakespeare's). Te Kanawa, in the Covent Garden video, brings us close to this. Studer's oboe tones keep us at a certain distance. There is little of Rysanek's warmth and vulnerability (Serafin); nor anything that is going to dim my allegiance to Tebaldi, glorious as no one else quite is on the earlier Karajan set. And yet, after these two singers, and Rethberg with Panizza and Price with Solti, you will look in vain for a better Desdemona. What's more, Studer is a singer who can single-mindedly focus the drama afresh, as she does more than once in Act 3.
DG's recording is clear and unfussy and satisfyingly varied; Studer, in particular, is much helped by the beautifully open acoustic the engineers provide for the closing act. It is not a Sonicstage production after the manner of the Culshaw/Karajan with its grandstand view of the orchestra and the characters playing out the drama, as they do in Shakespeare, under Heaven's vault. But, then, no recording matches that.
Despite some occasionally less than enthralling singing of the comprimario roles, this is undoubtedly the best Otello the gramophone has given us since the early 1960s. It also happens to be the first time on record that a great Otello at the height of his powers has been successfully caught in the context of a recording that can itself be generally considered worthy of the event, musically and technically.
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