Opéra Grand Avignon presents the masterpiece by Giacomo Puccini, who died before he could complete it. He interrupted his writing when Liù died. The work is presented here as the composer left it: without a finale.
No one sleeps. In the suffocating night of an empire frozen in fear, Turandot, princess of frost, reigns over an enslaved people, offering the illusion of choice: answer her questions or die. But one man dares to defy the ban. In this frozen world, he believes in the warmth of a kiss, in love stronger than fate.
The curtain rises on a grandiose spectacle, a dazzling vision that magnifies bodies and gestures. Barbarity is adorned with pomp, cruelty is draped in charm: this is the ambiguity of Turandot, where Puccini gave violence shimmering colors and terror flights of infinite delicacy. For beneath the blades, beneath the fear, art slips in and resists.
Indeed, this was the last opera, the ultimate bravado of a man consumed by illness in a world still shaken by war. With Turandot, the composer was looking for a way out, a myth greater than history, a sublime that endures while all else falters.
So the music insists. Monumental and intoxicating, it makes the masses vibrate and allows the intimate to emerge, illuminating the shadows with a blazing fire and making the night stagger until dawn. An opera of fury and mystery, where song rises up against fatality, where beauty tears itself away from the darkness to triumph.
Sung in Italian with French surtitles.
The curtain rises on a grandiose spectacle, a dazzling vision that magnifies bodies and gestures. Barbarity is adorned with pomp, cruelty is draped in charm: this is the ambiguity of Turandot, where Puccini gave violence shimmering colors and terror flights of infinite delicacy. For beneath the blades, beneath the fear, art slips in and resists.
Indeed, this was the last opera, the ultimate bravado of a man consumed by illness in a world still shaken by war. With Turandot, the composer was looking for a way out, a myth greater than history, a sublime that endures while all else falters.
So the music insists. Monumental and intoxicating, it makes the masses vibrate and allows the intimate to emerge, illuminating the shadows with a blazing fire and making the night stagger until dawn. An opera of fury and mystery, where song rises up against fatality, where beauty tears itself away from the darkness to triumph.
Sung in Italian with French surtitles.
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