Word: mets
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...works in all opera, as Verdi himself acknowledged ("This lago," he said grandly, "is humanity"). Last week, after a lapse of two years, the Metropolitan Opera tackled Otello and achieved a performance that did justice to Verdi's looming vision. It also served as a reminder that the Met is having a brilliant season, one of its greatest in years...
...snow turned into slush, a hint of spring tinged the air. and romance was off again, on again. Collared in mink and hatted in velvet, Cinemactress Paulette Goddard, 42, beaming on an old beau she had met in the late '30s in Branford, Conn., took as her fourth husband German-born Novelist Erich Maria (All Quiet on the Western Front) Remarque, 59. In Las Vegas, onetime Queen-for-a-day Leona Gage, 18. who got bounced from the Miss U.S.A. throne last year for being a married woman, did her own bouncing: she divorced Air Force Sergeant Gene Ennis...
Fausto Cleva, not the Met's liveliest conductor, this time set his singers a brisk pace, never permitted any sagging in the supple vocal line that Verdi skillfully stitched through Arrigo Boito's libretto. As Othello, Tenor Mario del Monaco sailed onstage in full joyous shout in his "Esultate," and from there on through his Act III explosion of jealous rage, never pausing to be subtle, kept the house ringing and the stage dark with passion. Baritone Leonard Warren as lago proved again his ability to soar dramatically or modulate to a mahogany pianissimo, invested his role with...
...least one critic, the New York World-Telegram and The Sun's Louis Biancolli, confessed that the last act had reduced him to tears. Such weeping not withstanding, it was not the greatest Otello in Met history. Nor did it have the special attraction of Maria Callas (who scored a triumph the following night as the most convincing and moving Tosca of her time). Otello was merely excellent-and significant precisely because it was the kind of topnotch production that Rudolf Bing's Met can mount any night of the week it has a mind...
Next time around, Cuba's Armando Garcia Cifuentes, 27, met trouble headon. His bright yellow-and-black Ferrari skidded out of a shallow turn and tore into the crowd. It spewed up at least 40 casualties, including seven dead. In its wake lay empty shoes; spectators had been knocked right out of them. Said Porsche Driver Ulf Noriden, who stopped his car and ran back to help: "I couldn't even see the Ferrari. The bodies were piled all over. I was wading in arms and legs." Panicky survivors swarmed across the Malecón, careless...