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28 febbraio - 1, 2, 4, 5, 7, 8, 11, 12, 14 March 2006
Giacomo Puccini
Operatic drama in three acts, five scenes
Libretto by Giuseppe Adami and Renato Simoni
The last duet and finale of the opera were completed by Franco Alfano
Conductor Nello Santi
Director Zhang Yimou
Set Designers Huang Haiwei, Gao Guangian, Zeng Li
Costumes Designer Wang Yin
Lights Designer Bruno Ciulli

Teatro Massimo Orchestra, Chorus, Youth Chorus and Ballet

with the Jilin City Song and Dance Ensemble

Production by Maggio Musicale Fiorentino


Turandot Georgina Lukács 28/02,2,5,8,11/03
Giovanna Casolla 1,4,7,12,14/03
Calaf Francesco Hong 28/02,2,5,8,11/03
Badri Maysuradze 4,14/03
Ignacio Encinas 1,7,12/03
Timur Bonaldo Giaiotti 28/02,2,5,8,11/03
Francesco Palmieri 1,4,7,11,14/03
Liù Adriana Marfisi 28/02,2,5,8,12/03
Annalisa Raspagliosi 1,4,7,11,14/03
Altoum Antonio Conte all performances
Ping Marco Camastra all performances
Pang Gianluca Floris all performances
Pong Iorio Zennaro all performances
Un Mandarino Paolo Orecchia all performances
Il Principe di Persia Antonio Li Vigni
Pietro Luppina


Tuesday 28 febbraio 8.30 pm PREMIERE
Wednesday 1 March 6.30 pm S/2
Thursday 2 March 6.30 pm B
Saturday 4 March 6.30 pm Single tickets only
Sunday 5 March 5.30 pm D
Tuesday 7 March 6.30 pm S/3
Wednesday 8 March 6.30 pm C
Saturday 11 March 8.30 pm F
Sunday 12 March 5.30 pm E
Tuesday 14 March 8.30 pm Single tickets only


(Click on any picture to enlarge)

Pictures from the opera Turandot

Pictures Franco Lannino ©Studio Camera


ACT I. Peking, legendary times. In a quarter swarming with people near the Forbidden City, a Mandarin reads an edict: any prince seeking to marry Princess Turandot must answer three riddles - and if he fails, he will die. Her latest suitor, the Prince of Persia, is to be executed at the rise of the moon. Bloodthirsty citizens urge the executioner on, and in the tumult a slave girl, Liù, calls out for help when her aged master is pushed to the ground. A handsome youth recognizes him as his long-lost father, Timur, vanquished king of Tartary. When the old man tells his son, Prince Calàf, that only Liù has remained faithful to him, the youth asks her why. She replies it is because once, long ago, Calàf smiled on her. The mob again cries for blood, but the moon emerges, and all fall into sudden, fearful silence. The doomed suitor passes on the way to execution, moving the onlookers to call upon Turandot to spare his life. Turandot appears and, with a contemptuous gesture, bids the execution proceed. The crowd hears a death cry in the distance. Calàf, smitten with the princess' beauty, determines to win her as his bride, striding to the gong that proclaims the arrival of a new suitor. Turandot's ministers Ping, Pang and Pong try to discourage the youth, their warnings supplemented by the entreaties of Timur and the tearful Liù. Despite their pleas, Calàf strikes the fatal gong and calls out Turandot's name.

ACT II. In their quarters, Ping, Pang and Pong lament Turandot's bloody reign, praying that love will conquer her icy heart so peace can return. As the populace gathers to hear Turandot question the new challenger, the ministers are called back to harsh reality.

The aged Emperor Altoum, seated on a high throne in the Imperial Palace, asks Calàf to give up his quest, but in vain. Turandot enters and tells the story of her ancestor Princess Lou-Ling, brutally slain by a conquering prince; in revenge Turandot has turned against all men, determining that none shall ever possess her. She poses her first question: what is born each night and dies each dawn? "Hope," Calàf answers correctly. Unnerved, Turandot continues: what flickers red and warm like a flame, yet is not fire? "Blood," replies Calàf after a moment's pause. Shaken, Turandot delivers her third riddle: what is like ice but burns? A tense silence prevails until Calàf triumphantly cries "Turandot!" While the crowd gives thanks, the princess begs her father not to abandon her to a stranger, but to no avail. Calàf generously offers Turandot a riddle of his own: if she can learn his name by dawn, he will forfeit his life.

ACT III. In a palace garden, Calàf hears a proclamation: on pain of death, no one in Peking shall sleep until Turandot learns the stranger's name. The prince muses on his impending joy; but Ping, Pang and Pong try unsuccessfully to bribe him to withdraw. As the fearful mob threatens Calàf with drawn daggers to learn his name, soldiers drag in Liù and Timur. Horrified, Calàf tries to convince the mob that neither knows his secret. When Turandot appears, commanding the dazed Timur to speak, Liù cries out that she alone knows the stranger's identity. Though tortured, she remains silent. Impressed by such endurance, Turandot asks Liù's secret; "Love," the girl replies. When the princess signals the soldiers to intensify the torture, Liù snatches a dagger from one of them and kills herself. The grieving Timur and the crowd follow her body as it is carried away. Turandot remains alone to confront Calàf, who at length takes her in his arms, forcing her to kiss him. Knowing physical passion for the first time, Turandot weeps. The prince, now sure of his victory, tells her his name.

As the people hail the emperor, Turandot approaches his throne, announcing that the stranger's name is - Love.


Turandot is, in the highest degree, a chaste, clean-cut melodrama. Love, with all it usual problems, encroaches upon the stage in a way that is almost pragmatic in the world of melodrama and is looked at from many points of view; but never leads to perturbation. This aspect, in Puccini, is a new development, except in Gianni Schicchi.

But the act of love, unnaturally consumed, is still represented; the cry of the classic Puccini heroine plays its part and in this case is Liù. The entirety of the great suicide scene attempts to reinvoke the grand erotic frenzies of Tosca and Butterfly, but using a different palette and in a more concise manner. But Liù is also extremely chaste: she never dares to confess her passionate love, in fact she would never know how. She is compelled to commit suicide and in this way the cry of love ends up taking a religious tone that makes it become something else, and purifies it. In fact Liù does it in the presence of others, whilst the other Puccini heroines commit their last gesture of love in complete seclusion. Also here then, a presence, albeit aseptic, of a certain expressiveness.  The princes that rush to the court of Altoum from all parts have a passionate desire for Turandot, and are willing to die in order to possess her. They know that she doesn’t want them, on the contrary, she feels repugnance for them, but this fact, far from disheartening her, increases her desire, and Calaf is a victim of this alienating mechanism. On the other hand we have the frigidity of Turandot, her repulsion for the very idea of being subjected to the man, by whom she would be destroyed, in a manner of speaking,  and from whom she defends herself by killing herself. A cruel duel then, violently stained with blood, but it would be naïve to take it seriously, and in fact the numerous beheadings on the terraces, the pale voices of the unhappy wandering spirits and the  anguished repulsion of the princess are not shaken, but are merely enchanted like a delightful fable. And in fact Turandot is a fairy-tale and what was a fundamental fact of this puccinian poetry has now shrunk like a dried leaf, that will break up into pieces the very moment that it’s gripped with real force. But it exists, and it’s not negated nor substituted by anything else; once again the concept is frozen, shut in a time capsule.                                                                                                            

Antonino Titone