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14 | T HURSDAY, AUGUST 29, 2019 THE NEW YORK TIMES INTERNATIONAL EDITION


Culture


The collapse of Italy’s governmental
coalition last week made only a gentle
splash in this Adriatic beach town.
Every summer, thousands of Italian
families spend their seaside vacations
here, mingled with opera fans who
come to celebrate the town’s most
famous native son, Gioachino Rossini,
at the Rossini Opera Festival — per-
haps the world’s most seductively
charming annual opera event.
This summer was the 40th iteration
of the festival — which, through the
cultivation of musicological research
and the preparation of new perform-
ance scores, has helped contribute to a
worldwide Rossini renaissance. Today,
he is probably better appreciated as a
composer than at any time since his
prime in the 1820s, when he was the
most popular composer in Europe —
better loved than Beethoven, and
hailed by Stendhal as a musical Napo-
leon who had conquered the continent.
Born in Pesaro in 1792, and already
famous by 20, he composed several
dozen operas and then gave up the
genre forever at the end of the 1820s,
though he lived for another 40 years.
The Rossini Festival presents his stage
works in rotation; this year it featured
his Assyrian-Babylonian epic “Semira-
mide” and two lesser-known works of
his youth, “Demetrio e Polibio” and
“L’Equivoco Stravagante.”
These operas were long dormant.
For much of the 20th century, Rossini


had become known solely for his com-
edy “The Barber of Seville.” The tech-
nically demanding style of Rossinian
ornamentation was unknown to most
singers; even “The Barber of Seville”
had a tenor aria in the last act that was
hardly ever performed, because next
to no one could sing it.


But starting in the 1980s, the Pesaro
festival — which ended last Friday —
pursued the scholarly rediscovery of
even Rossini’s most obscure composi-
tions, together with a dedication to
teaching the magnificent fireworks of
Rossinian style. In the 1990s, the festi-
val created its own international super-

star in the tenor Juan Diego Flórez,
who then took some of Pesaro’s un-
earthed masterpieces to the world’s
great opera houses. At this year’s gala
concert, Mr. Flórez performed a series
of scenes from “Guillaume Tell,” Rossi-
ni’s final opera, complete with brilliant
top notes, almost a quarter-century

after his Pesaro debut.
The major production this year,
presented at the sports arena just
outside the city, was Graham Vick’s
intensely eclectic conception of “Semi-
ramide.” The opera tells the story of
the legendary Assyrian queen who
poisoned her husband, and in Mr.
Vick’s conception the drama unfolds
from the perspective of their trauma-
tized child, first shown onstage in a

child’s bed with a blue teddy bear,
which then becomes a giant teddy bear
haunting the later stage action.
Dreadlocked, near-naked priests repre-
sent an oracular primitive wisdom
prophesying the vengeance of angry
deities.
The cast — including the soprano
Salome Jicia as the guilt-racked Semi-
ramide; the mezzo-soprano Varduhi
Abrahamyan as the queen’s beloved,

Arsace, who turns out to be her long-
lost child; and the bass Nahuel di
Pierro as the power-seeking Assur —
together with the conductor, Michele
Mariotti, demonstrated the power of
Rossini’s music drama. Ms. Abra-
hamyan, a festival favorite, made
Rossinian technique appear effortless,
and while Arsace is usually a female
singer costumed as a man, Mr. Vick’s
production let her appear as a woman
in high heels, an object of desire at the
sexually complex court of Semiramide.
(The duets between Arsace and Semi-
ramide were mesmerizing.)
A more consistent, and certainly
more delightful, production of
“L’Equivoco Stravagante” (“The Bi-
zarre Misunderstanding”) was con-
ceived by Moshe Leiser and Patrice
Caurier as a piece of commedia dell’ar-
te, with all the characters wearing
Pulcinella noses. The excellent conduc-
tor was Carlo Rizzi.
First presented in Bologna in 1811,
when Rossini was 19, the “bizarre
misunderstanding” concerns a bookish
young woman named Ernestina —
sung by the brilliant young mezzo-
soprano Teresa Iervolino — who would
like to marry a philosopher. To ward off
an unserious suitor, Buralicchio (sung
in glorious voice by the baritone Da-
vide Luciano), the story is circulated
that Ernestina is actually a man who
was castrated to make him an opera
singer. Ernestina plays to the misun-
derstanding, with a splendid final aria
in which she joins a chorus of soldiers
going off to battle, a reminder that
Rossini began to compose in the age of
the Napoleonic wars.

One treasured Pesaro tradition is a
performance, in the jewel-box Teatro
Rossini, by the young vocalists of the
Accademia Rossiniana of “Il Viaggio a
Reims,” composed in 1825. It’s a cele-
bration of different European nations,
from Spain to Russia, represented by
characters planning to attend the
coronation of the French king.
The young singers of the academy
are likewise international in their
origins, and their collaboration was a
touching display of international har-
mony at a moment when the Italian
government — and all of Europe — is
in political crisis over issues of migra-
tion. This “Viaggio” production played
neatly to the seaside atmosphere of
Pesaro, with nine shipboard deck
chairs lined up onstage and performers
in white terry cloth bathrobes. The
tenor João Terleira stripped down to a
Speedo onstage and sang his love duet
while doing push-ups and situps.
“I dream of Pesaro as Salzburg,”
Ernesto Palacio, the festival’s director
and a onetime Rossini tenor, was
quoted as saying in the Corriere Adri-
atico.
Yet Pesaro will probably never be as
focused — or as sober-minded — as
Salzburg. The irresistible charm of this
festival is that the opera devotees
mingle with the casual beachgoers in a
seaside spirit that works for both
constituencies — as well as for Rossi-
ni’s ever-expanding creative legacy.

Star of the 1820s rises again


CRITIC’S NOTEBOOK
PESARO, ITALY


BY LARRY WOLFF


A delightful opera festival


in Rossini’s hometown


contributes to his revival


PHOTOGRAPHS BY STUDIO AMATI BACCIARDI

Top, Jessica Pratt, foreground, as Linsinga in “Demetrio e Polibio,” which the Rossini
Opera Festival has helped revive. Left, Varduhi Abrahamyan, center, in “Semiramide.”
Above, Teresa Iervolino, left, and Pavel Kolgatin in “L’Equivoco Stravagante.”

Rossini wrote dozens of operas
and then gave up the genre at the
end of the 1820s, though he lived
for another 40 years.

The Netflix drama “Mindhunter” is
about an F.B.I. unit that studies serial
killers, but the series is all tell, no show
— most of the violence is described
rather than depicted.
Another sleight-of-hand is that one
of the most compelling characters in
the second season, which dropped on
Aug. 16, is not one of the killers or
agents but the unit’s coolly dispassion-
ate psychologist on loan from acade-
mia, Dr. Wendy Carr, as portrayed by
the Australian actress Anna Torv.
Torv first came to the attention of
American viewers on the Fox series
“Fringe” (2008-13), in which she
played both the F.B.I. agent Olivia
Dunham and her alternate-universe
version, referred to as Fauxlivia. At
one point they even fought each other,
predating Tatiana Maslany’s clone
wars on “Orphan Black” by a few
years.
Wendy’s calm aloofness is most
likely a byproduct of her analytical
mind and of being a closeted lesbian in
law enforcement, and Torv plays it
with a minimalist precision that does
not preclude a certain sneaky warmth.
Watching her performance is like
listening to Dusty Springfield in a
world of Mariah Careys.
“She gives everything ‘depth,’” said
David Fincher (“Seven,” “Zodiac”), an
executive producer and director on the
series, in an email. “Her perceptible


thoughtfulness is always ‘on’ — even
when it’s understated.”
He added: “She knows that Dorothy
has to leave the Yellow Brick Road
from time to time and that drama lies
in the areas that are often ‘off limits’ or
‘out of bounds’ for what’s been estab-
lished for Wendy.”
Season 2 includes major develop-
ments for Wendy, who conducts her
first interviews with killers and devel-
ops a romance with a free-spirited
bartender, Kay (Lauren Glazier). Yet
throughout, Torv maintains a poise
that is almost hypnotic. In a recent
phone interview, she spoke from Los
Angeles about the outsize emotional
expectations placed on actresses, and
about the extra challenges of playing
such a stoic role. These are edited
excerpts from that conversation.

True crime has long inspired pop
culture. Was it a subject you were
ever interested in?
It’s not something I’ve spent a lot of
time thinking about, honestly. I started
with John Douglas’s book [“Mind
Hunter: Inside the F.B.I.’s Elite Serial
Crime Unit,” written with Mark Ol-
shaker] and did a bit of research on the
serial killers that we were talking to on
the show. I don’t find it particularly
pleasant to go deep into that. My char-
acter has a little bit more of an intellec-
tual approach to it — not that it doesn’t
seep into her life, which is a lot of what
the show is about.
Then I started reading about psy-
chopathy and sociopathy and all of
these different personality biases that
exist on a spectrum and don’t always
result in someone’s becoming a serial
killer. We all know narcissists.

[Laughs.] They operate in the world
and don’t all go out and kill people.

It has been said that Wendy is based
on a woman named Ann Wolbert
Burgess. Did you meet her?
No. When I started the book, I realized,
“Oh, she is probably Ann Burgess,” but
we took it so far away from her that I
think it would do Burgess a disservice
to say that. It’s just a completely differ-
ent character.

Wendy shows very little outward
emotion. The strong, impassive type
is relatively common among male

actors, but we don’t see that so much
from actresses.
What I find fascinating is that when
you’re an actress, you don’t even real-
ize that the majority of the time you
end up carrying the emotional weight
of whatever scene you happen to be in.
If someone’s going to cry, it’s going to
be the girl. If someone is emotional and
having a meltdown, it’s going to be the
girl. And so you end up getting really
good at it. Not even getting good at it
— it’s just the expectation, so that’s
what your instincts end up honing. All
of a sudden to be in the skin of this
woman who is just so dry... Anytime I

showed a flicker of something, espe-
cially in the beginning, David would be
like, “Please, pull it back.”

How much of it was in the script?
The writers do a beautiful job, but
there aren’t a lot of physical directions.
We do have the luxury of rehearsals.
One of my favorite scenes is the first
time Kay and Wendy sleep together
after they’ve been on a date, and the
aftermath of that. I really love that
scene, and [the director Andrew Domi-
nik] gave a couple of gorgeous, play-
able character notes.

Do you feel the emphasis on under-
statement when playing Wendy re-
flects the series’s general approach?
David has set up the show, and even
though we have other beautiful direc-
tors come in, he was the tastemaker.
Building suspense, drama or action in
a show about serial killers with no
blood, no action and no guns, that’s the
choice. Sometimes people think shows
or stories should just hit the audience
over the head with what they’re want-
ing to say, and they don’t give people
enough credit.
David always says this one thing
that I think is so right: “I don’t want to
see two people having an argument
where one’s right and one’s wrong. I
want to see two intelligent people who
are both right.” That’s what makes the
show smart and not engulfed in melo-
drama.

Is that what ultimately happens be-
tween Wendy and Kay — they are
both sort of right and sort of wrong?
The heartbreak is that it was a rela-
tionship that could have been some-

thing, that should have worked. Wendy
studies patterns of behavior, but she’s
totally incapable of holding the mirror
up, which I think is true of all the char-
acters.

The show hasn’t been officially re-
newed for a third season yet, but
Fincher is said to have a five-year
plan for it. What would you like to
explore with Wendy?
With the relationship with Kay, we
were able to see a bit more of Wendy
outside of the office. You understood
her a little more, like you could go, “Oh,
there are three dimensions to her —
that side is just the way she has to live
her life at the office.” I was incredibly
grateful to have these opportunities. So
I guess more of that. [Laughs.]

Your character in the Australian
thriller “Secret City,” whose second
season came recently to Netflix, is
involved in quite a bit of action. Can
you describe what was fun about that
project?
I thought it was a really smart show
and it was executed beautifully — and
we shoot so quickly in Australia, it’s
incomprehensible the kind of differ-
ence in that respect between shooting
in the States and shooting in Australia.
There, we do one, two takes max, and
good luck. I also wanted to work at
home. To go back to Australia and sit
down to a table read with people
you’ve come up with was warming.

And maybe they don’t mistake you for
Carrie Coon over there.
Poor Carrie Coon! I feel terrible, but
I’m also flattered because she’s fantas-
tic and beautiful.

Playing it cool, if not straight


Anna Torv of Australia


talks about her character’s


stoicism on ‘Mindhunter’


BY ELISABETH VINCENTELLI


Anna Torv as the psychologist Dr. Wendy Carr, a closeted lesbian, on “Mindhunter.”

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