the blindfold
by Douglas Messerli
Giacomo Puccini (composer), Luigi
Illica and Giuseppe Giacosa (libretto, based on the play by David Belasco and
the story by John Luther Long), Madama
Butterfly / The production I saw was a recast in high definition of the
Metropolitan Opera production on Saturday, March 7, 2009
Nearly anyone who has seen an opera
knows the story of Puccini's Madama
Butterfly. Having fallen in love with the dashing American Navy Lieutenant
Pinkerton, the fifteen-year-old Cio-Cio San marries him, despite the fact that
in doing so she must give up her own family and friends. With Yankee
haughtiness and a sense of superiority, Pinkerton scoffs at the American
consul's advice that Cio-Cio San is taking the marriage seriously and, soon
after, leaves her behind as he sails off to America and, ultimately, a
"real" wife.
Meanwhile, Cio-Cio San trusts that eventually he will return, singing
her famed aria "Un bel di," in which she describes one beautiful day
when a ship will sail into the harbor, returning Pinkerton to her. Meanwhile,
Cio-Cio, courted by local men such as the wealthy Goro, refuses to give up her
so-called "American" marriage and ardently denies their insistence
that Pinkerton has left her for good.
The consul, Sharpless, has been given the difficult task of reading a
letter from Pinkerton to Cio-Cio, reporting that he has been married and will
not return, but she, so delighted to hear any word from her husband, cannot
comprehend what he is attempting to tell her, and when Sharpless tries to
explain the facts in a more outright manner, she produces her and Pinkerton's
son who she is sure will draw Pinkerton back to her.
Pinkerton, in fact, has already returned to Nagasaki, and has no
intention of visiting Cio-Cio. When he does hear of the child's existence, he,
his wife, and Sharpless convince Cio-Cio's servant Suzuki to break the news
that Pinkerton and his new wife will adopt the son.
Finally, Cio-Cio, who has been blinded throughout the entire opera to
the truth, has her eyes opened, realizing, in horror, her delusional condition.
She asks Pinkerton, a man so selfish that he has refused even to face her
himself, to return so that she may offer up the child. But we also know that
she intends to leave him her own body, committing ritual suicide. Who could not
be moved by Patricia Racette's dramatically convincing performance? The
Lithuanian-born American next to us—who had never before attended a Met video
performance—was in tears, as were Howard and I.
Belasco, the original playwright, along
with storyteller John Luther Long, upon whose work Puccini based his opera, was
quite prescient in his fin de siècle piece,
establishing a type, the ugly American, which has remained in place for all
those years since, particularly in the context of the Korean, Viet Nam,
Afghanistan and Iraq wars. In Puccini's hands, the dichotomy between the
all-consuming Yankee and the self-sacrificing Japanese maiden could not have
been made clearer.
Yet, one can only recognize that it
Cio-Cio San's propensity for self-sacrifice is as much a problem in this
relationship as has been Pinkerton's greed and disdain of her life. In her
absurd innocence, she has been blinded not only to the impossibility that she
could be recognized as an American wife, but also has forgotten who she herself
is and how her traditions and behavior conspire to permit the Pinkertons of the
world to prey upon such youths.
Accordingly, although the opera ends
with a corpse upon the stage, we know that it is already a disappearing thing,
representing as it does a way of living that will inevitably be replaced by the
avaricious gluttony of the survivors.
Los
Angeles, March 28, 2009
Reprinted from Green Integer Blog (March 2009).
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