The Metropolitan Opera Association was quite alarmed at the opening-night antics of some of its customers. But the customers and the critics last week were even more alarmed at the Metropolitan's own antics.
The Met had money in the bank and the world's best singers to pick from. But the first three weeks had passed with little but mediocre opera—and sometimes worse. In staging and pace, the Met still hadn't picked up any tips from its Broadway neighbors. The scenery was shabby: that was familiar. The singers couldn't act: that was nothing new. But...
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