By CB Adams

“Die Fledermaus” is a sparkling comedy of mistaken identities, romantic mischief and champagne-fueled revenge. In Opera Theatre of Saint Louis’s new production, director Shawna Lucey reimagines Johann Strauss II’s classic operetta in the sleek, high-society world of 1960s Manhattan, where cocktail culture and social games set the stage for elegant chaos.

But within this stylish interpretation, there’s something a little new: theft. This “Die Fledermaus” gives new meaning—not just of time and trust, but of the spotlight itself. Nearly every performer finds a moment (or more) to dazzle, tease or upend expectations, and by the curtain call, the show has delivered its comic comeuppance—and it’s stolen your heart. What a way fabulous and fun way to start the company’s current four-opera festival and celebrate its 50th year!

OTSL’s “Die Fledermaus” is a fizzy, stylish delight, reimagining Strauss’s operetta in the sleek, mid-century world of sharp tailoring, cocktail culture and social intrigue. Director Lucey leans into the era’s glamour and satire, crafting a production that feels timeless and freshly minted. The setting proves an ideal backdrop for the operetta’s themes of disguise, flirtation and comic reckoning.

Two scenes in particular showcase the production’s inventiveness and theatrical flair. One is the Act II party, relocated to Prince Orlofsky’s Manhattan penthouse shaken and stirred with a dazzling swirl of martinis, mod fashion and musical mischief. The party becomes a playground for mistaken identities and social games with Kelsey Lauritano’s delightfully eccentric Orlofsky presiding over the chaos like a bemused Warholian host.

Lauritano’s smoky, wine-dark mezzo and magnetic presence give the character a cool detachment and sly charisma. Channeling a touch of Judy Garland glam, Bob Mackie sparkle and the cool mystique of Marlene Dietrich—think, too, of Maurice Chevalier with a Russian accent—she transforms the traditionally male role into a showcase of flair and effortless command.

Sara Gartland shines as Rosalinde, bringing vocal radiance and comic precision to a role that demands transformation and versatility. Her journey from a weary, overlooked housewife to a commanding Hungarian countess is one of the production’s most fun performances.

The role calls for lyrical warmth and agile coloratura, especially in the aria “Klänge der Heimat,” where Gartland’s expressive phrasing and technical finesse reveal Rosalinde’s emotional depth and theatrical flair.

Deanna Breiwick as Adele. Photo by Eric Woolsey.

Deanna Breiwick’s Adele, masquerading as an actress, seizes every comic beat with sparkling wit and vocal agility, her luminous soprano effortlessly navigating the role’s coloratura flourishes. With a stage presence that radiates charm and precision, she blends vocal athleticism with a keen sense of comedic timing, making each moment feel both spontaneous and impeccably crafted.

The visual centerpiece of this production is Robert Innes Hopkins’ dazzling set for the Act II party at Prince Orlofsky’s penthouse—a gleaming, mid-century Manhattan fantasia that perfectly captures the production’s blend of elegance and irony. Known for designs that marry classical structure with theatrical flair, Hopkins creates a space that feels both expansive and intimate, a playground for disguise and deception bathed in sleek lines and shimmering surfaces.

His costume designs are equally impressive, with every character—from leads to ensemble—dressed in looks that evoke period glamour with a wink of camp. Even background figures are meticulously imagined, including one party guest who looked like a vintage Barbie doll come to life, adding layers of visual delight to an already sumptuous scene.

Oscar Olivo as Frosch. Photo by Eric Woolsey.

The other showstopper is the Act III police station scene that shifts gears into full farce, set in a stylized, grungy precinct with “NYPD Blue” and “The French Connection” vibes. Here, the production leans into physical comedy and improvisational energy, with Oscar Olivo’s Frosch, delivering a riotous performance as a world-weary jailer whose antics nearly steal the show.

Robert Mellon’s Frank, the prison warden, is a comic gem, and the ensemble’s timing is razor-sharp. The scene’s loose structure allows for playful invention, and this cast makes the most of it, turning bureaucratic absurdity into comic opportunities.

The cast is uniformly strong, brimming with vocal brilliance and sharp comedic instincts. It’s not easy to pinpoint who deserves the most credit—the singers, Lucey or choreographer Seán Curran—for sustaining such energetic, physically demanding movement across the stage while maintaining vocal clarity. It’s a shared achievement that speaks to the production’s careful coordination and the performers’ versatility.

Edward Nelson’s Gabriel Von Eisenstein is a suave, self-assured figure whose downfall is as satisfying as it is hilarious. Johnathan McCullough brings suave authority to Dr. Falke, his baritone warm, polished, and effortlessly expressive. He shapes each phrase with clarity and control, balancing elegance with a knowing wink.

Robert Mellon as Frank the jail warden. Photo by Eric Woolsey.

Joshua Blue is a scene-stealing (but not too scene-stealing) Alfred, reveling in the character’s theatrical bravado and romantic delusions. His tenor is vibrant and ringing, with a golden tone that soars through Strauss’s lyrical lines. Blue’s voice combines power and warmth, and he uses it with a natural ease that makes Alfred’s over-the-top antics feel hilarious and oddly endearing. His comic instincts are sharp, but it’s the sheer beauty of his singing that elevates the performance beyond caricature.

Sophia Baete brings youthful energy and vocal clarity to Sally, Adele’s sister. Her agile, expressive mezzo and confident stage presence make her a memorable part of the ensemble.

Gregory V. Sliskovich is another comic standout as the hapless lawyer, Dr. Blind, delivering his lines with crisp timing and a keen sense of physical humor. His tenor is bright and flexible, lending a buoyant energy to the role that enhances the character’s frantic absurdity without ever losing vocal finesse.

Edward Nelson as Eisenstein, Johnathan McCullough as Dr. Falke, and Robert Mellon as Frank. Photo by Eric Woolsey,

With gorgeous singing, razor-sharp comic timing and a setting that breathes new life into Strauss’s classic, “Die Fledermaus” at OTSL is a jubilant blend of tradition and reinvention—just as Strauss might have imagined. In the week leading up to the performance, I met three people who admitted they’d never been to an opera and found the idea intimidating. I suspect many opera-goers know people like that.

This production is the perfect invitation—accessible, effervescent and irresistibly fun. And in a time when the arts need all the support they can get, buying a ticket and bringing a newcomer isn’t just a good night out—it’s an investment in the future of live performance.

Opera Theater of St. Louis’ “Die Fledermaus” runs in repertory as part of their festival season through June 29. Visit https://opera-stl.org/.

Party time at Orlofsky’s. Photo by Eric Woolsey.

By C.B. Adams

As Stage Director Omer Ben Seadia writes of “The Magic Flute” in this season’s gorgeously designed program for Opera Theatre of St. Louis (OTSL), “We come back to ‘The Magic Flute’ in every generation, so that we too can look around and decide for ourselves what the world should look like and who we want to be in the world.”

And like its balletic counterpart cum cultural chestnut, “The Nutcracker,” Mozart’s opera is indeed wide, magical and appealing enough to invite interest, interpretation and relevance from generation to generation since it premiered in 1791. As Paul Simon more recently put it, “…every generation throws a hero up the pop charts /  Medicine is magical and magical is art…”

Jeni Houser as The Queen of the Night

It’s tempting to play the wonk and dwell on how and why this singspiel in two acts has enjoyed such a long run. But the more pressing question is whether OTSL’s 2022 production is up to the demanding challenge and delivers a Flute that is as relevant as it is magical and. The short answer is yes.

If you were at the May 28th performance and seek outside validation of why you and almost everyone else – across several generations – laughed, clapped and all-but sang along to the Queen of the Night’s famous aria (if only we were all coloratura sopranos), then consider yourself validated. 

A closer look, however, reveals a subtle, cerebral interpretation of this classic – one that takes some interesting risks and rewards the careful observer. As film director/writer/producer Alan Parker once said, “It’s just as hard to make a bad film as a good one…” The same holds true for opera productions.

The pros at OTSL faced a million decisions that coalesced into this take on a canonical opera. One would have loved to have listened to the discussions between Seadia, Set Designer Ryan Howell and Lighting Designer Christopher Akerlind as they explored how to create the set, which is deceptively simple.

It was anchored by the twisted trunk of a tree – shades of Keebler Elves – that served as the synecdoche for the entire enchanted forest. The tree was flanked by an elevated, wood-toned walkway and staircase that was so ordinary as to become essentially ubiquitous, if not invisible.

The set’s standout element is the busy-patterned, bi-color, batik-like back wall. At first glance, the wall seems more fitting for “The Lion King” than an enchanted forest. But cue the lights. Throughout the opera, the use of light brings some of the no-so-random shapes to life as owls, heads or all-seeing eyes.

Clever in the best sense of the world, and never so obvious as to detract from the overall performance. The use of suspended light bars in Act II was spectacularly effective, especially since this half of the opera relates to light relative to Act I’s focus on darkness.

Jessica Jahn, costume designer, and Tom Watson, wig and make-up designer, created costumes that hinted at a disparate variety of influences. The costume for Sarastro, the High Priest of the Sun, for instance, enveloped Adam Lau in a spectral cape that was part David Bowie in “The Man Who Fell To Earth” and part Balok from the “The Corbomite Maneuver” episode of “Star Trek.”

Johnathan McCullough and Angel Riley

It would have been easy to rely on a more traditional, Egyptian-theme for Sarastro. At Sarastro’s first entrance, his costume was slightly off-putting, but as Lau stiffly moves about, his costume’s next-generation pharaonic vibe makes sense. Again, this is a cerebral production of  the Flute.

The three Workers also sported spacey costumes that are a mash-up of brown Carhartt overalls and bowel-shaped hoods reminiscent of the Jawas in “Star Wars.” Not quite as effective was The Queen of the Night’s second act costume that included a lighted iconographic halo. Using lights to depict a character associated with darkness seems a bit gimmicky, but not overly detracting thanks to the powerful performance of Jeni Houser.

 The Flute’s story is simply silly by today’s standards. Its magic lies in the music by Mozart. And the magic in this production is the cast. With a smooth assist from the orchestra led by Rory Macdonald, they almost make the set, costumes and lighting superfluous.

It’s easy to emphasize Johnathan McCollough’s Papageno because the character has all the best, funniest lines and he gets to romp through his scenes – so much Falstaffian id mucking about with all the other Flutian egos. The world of opera could use more laughter like this. McCollough plays his Papageno as a well-rounded, hedonistic nature boy. Angel Riley was the perfect counterpoint and foil with her Papagena as his devilish, spunky love-interest.

Balancing Papageno’s comic antics is the more serious, eyes-on-the-prize prince, Tamino, sung by tenor Joshua Blue. As the central character, Blue’s performance was silky, entrancing and believable.

Equally strong was Houser as The Queen of the Night – part Borg Queen and part Wicked Stepmother (lighted headdress notwithstanding.) Houser’s coloratura “Vengeance Aria” is a show-stopper, as it is intended to be.  

Erica Petrocelli sings Pamina, the Queen’s daughter. Pamina is both vulnerable in a girl-tied-on-the-tracks sort of way and fiercely strong-willed like Elsa in “Frozen.” Petrocelli pulls off that balance with a performance equal to, if not surpassing, her queen mum.

The basso Lau convincingly and captivatingly sings Sarastro. Lau’s coldly controlled presence paired with his deep, resonate, voice imbues Sarastro with gravitas and other-worldliness.

The art of opera is a gestalt, composed of all of the theatrical arts, and especially music and voice. Magical is art. OTSL’s 2022 production of “The Magic Flute” joins the ongoing lineage of productions that precede it. And if anyone of this generation questions the need for another, borrow the title from the second volume of Elvis’s gold hits and say, “50,000,000 Flute Fans Can’t Be Wrong.”

Erica Petrocelli and Joshua Blue

“The Magic Flute” is presented in repertory by Opera Theatre of St. Louis June 8-26 at the Loretto-Hilton Center, 130 Edgar Road, St. Louis. It is performed in English with projected English subtitles and runs 2 hours, 30 minutes. Members of the St. Louis Symphony Orchestra accompany the performance. For dates, tickets and more information, visit: https://opera-stl.org/whats-on/the-magic-flute/