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The eponymous hirsute duke of Bartók’s opera Bluebeard’s Castle yields
               to the pressure of his new wife Judith to open one door after another of his

               castle, revealing aspects of his former life that he might have preferred to

               leave unexplored. The enigmatic fable, based on a fairytale by Perrault,

               evades simplistic explanation. In our own day we might be inclined to see

               the central character as a phallocrat controlling the lives of his series of

               wives to the point of murder.


               In Daisy Evans’ production for Theatre of Sound, however, Judith is recast

               as Bluebeard’s long-standing spouse, now suffering from dementia. The

               seven doors of the castle represent locked memories. As macabre events of

               Bluebeard’s history are revealed, Judith appears to recognise them.
               Whether it is her own life story being played out or whether she’s

               imagining Bluebeard’s past secrets remains tantalisingly ambivalent.



               ”Did you love her more than you love me?” is the most agonising of the

               questions she repeatedly asks Bluebeard of a previous wife. Tortured as

               much by her fragile grasp of reality as by Bluebeard’s inveterate secrecy,
               she elicits our sympathy from the first moment we see them together.

               Susan Bullock, in terrific voice, conveyed the pathos inherent in the

               character to shattering effect. Gerald Finley, on equally good form, was a

               powerful embodiment of a man protecting his vulnerable, sick wife.



               Stephen Higgins’ scaled-down version of the score for eight members of
               the London Sinfonietta, conducted by himself, worked well in capturing

               the piquancy of the semitonal dissonances representing the ubiquity of

               blood, less convincingly for generating the brooding miasma that

               percolates the score. Stone Nest in Shaftesbury Avenue, a former Welsh

               chapel and erstwhile nightclub, provided a suitable venue for Evans’
               atmospheric production, designed by Adrian Linford and lit by Jake

               Wiltshire.
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