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Paris Opera takes a risk with Kusturica’s gypsy-punk opera.

Now I’m all for new and innovative, especially when it comes to the world of opera, but…how many changes can you make to a thing and still call it that thing? If I take a dog and give it a cat’s tail and a bird’s beak and a fish fins and a giraffe neck, can I really call it a ‘new, improved dog’ just because it still has fur?

I’d love to see this show. I’d love to see in the Bastille Opera House. (Hell, I’d love to see anything in the Bastille Opera…) What I balk at is the classification of this species of stage show.