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...begin with, Puzo avoids the opera buffa nicknames that newspaper rewrite men use to lend a tint of life to their gangster stories. Secondly, Puzo's Corleone family has manly standards. Gambling, labor extortion, an occasional unavoidable murder and some judicious bribery are all in order. But no prostitution or drugs. These enterprises offend the strait-laced sensibility of the Godfather, Don Vito Corleone...
Portly Footballer. That world, on the first night aboard, looks like a floating opera buffa of the absurd. In a corridor amidships, a 22-year-old stock clerk has blocked the way of a nurse from Detroit, one of the youngest women aboard. He does not discuss Albert Einstein. "Are you really from Detroit?" he asks. "Yes, Detroit." "Gee, I was there in 1965, Detroit." "It's nice, isn't it?"'"Sure is, buy ya a drink...
...court tradition. They chuckled when Italian Clown Sesto Bruscantini scored a solid single in Cimarosa's 18-minute solo opera Il Maestro di Cappella, and then roared out loud as Bruscantini and Carlo Badioli, an even funnier man, rapped out a two-bass hit with the huffa-buffa La Cambiale di Matrimonio, Rossini's first stage work. This week the troupe will pack the show on their backs for a brief tour of the U.S. and Canada, where audiences will no doubt agree that while in North America, it is perfectly acceptable for the Piccolo Teatro Musicale...
...different from what it's like when you're just eating lunch there. For me, the costumed doorman, the gala black tie throng, and hot bitter demitasses during the interval were enough to make the evening. But producer Walter Jewell included an opera to boot, with lots of buffa schmaltz, all the trimmings: a bevy of beautiful girls, elegant costumes, and a glittering Mozart score with a light, frothy libretto by Lorenzo da Ponte...
...critics were downright disgusted when Gian Carlo Menotti's new opera buffa was first performed in Paris last October. Le Dernier Sauvage had a libretto the French found far from funny, and its music they found distressingly short on substance. "A misery," said Le Figaro. But the Paris production was starved and skimpy, and Menotti's countless champions comforted themselves in the faith that The Last Savage would find a happier habitat in New York. Last week the Savage arrived at the Met in a production so beautiful that Menotti cheerfully conceded he would have no excuse...