The Mikado
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All around, there’s much ingenuity, from Simone Romaniuk’s massive fans that might have crossed the harbour from headland Sculpture on the Gulf, to much sliding of screens, with Donn Byrnes’ clever lighting almost compensating for the lack of elevated stage areas.
Romaniuk’s delightful costumes convert Gilbert’s “train of little ladies” into six buxom schoolgirls, as much St Trinian’s as Tokyo fetish; a spell- ASB Waterfront Theatre, until Sunday then seasons in Wellington and Christchurch William Dart binding Katisha (Helen Medlyn) sweeps around as if Mozart’s Queen of the Night had wandered on to a Kabuki stage.
To say that it was a crowd-pleaser would be an understatement; even some of Gilbert’s more arcane banter provoked roars of laughter. Inevitably, the show is stolen by the irrepressible Byron Coll’s Lord High Executioner, his celebrated hit list including an orange-tinted Fuhrer intent on wall building.
The Mikado is an almost merciless succession of rousing tunes, with operatic nudges for the cognoscenti. If Jonathan Abernethy’s affable Nanki-Poo occasionally wants in robustness, Amelia Berry is radiant in Yum-Yum’s famous Act II aria.
This is followed by a patch of highly amusing dialogue, thanks to the sharp characterisations of Anna Dowsley’s Pitti-Sing and Barbara Graham’s Peep-Bo. Andrew Collis’ Pooh-Bah, droll in his various pompous discourses, doesn’t always match the solid focus of Robert Tucker’s Pish-Tush in song. The splendid James Clayton, as The Mikado, thrills on all counts.
As Katisha, one of Gilbert’s many maligned middle-aged matrons, Medlyn runs the gamut from perfectly timed slapstick with Coll, to a moving final recitative and aria.
Young Australian conductor Isaac Hayward keeps musical spirits aloft, even if ears might have to adjust to the sprightly bijou ensemble of 15 APO players.
In Auckland, The Mikado finds NZ Opera charting new territory, in the gleaming intimacy of the ASB Waterfront Theatre, hopefully drawing new punters to its later Aotea productions.