Le nozze di Figaro

Serebrennikov clearly had mannnyyyy things to say.

The first half was genuinely cool... ringtones played on the harpsichord mad me laugh sooo much, a man on all fours (all grotesque, but the point!), Susanna playing everyone like a fiddle (it should really be called Le nozze di Susanna). Then came the art gallery and its fake massacre. And the mirrors. I started checking out. :'(

Kulchynska's Countess was gorgeous though! Porgi, amor straight up made all the mirrors and getting blasted with light in my eyes almost worth it (also, look, I am not known for picking the BEST seats!)