Sunday, April 02, 2006


I notice that I have used the word "nice" at least once every month since I started. Is this a lack of imagination or a case of damning with faint praise?

I was getting ready to go out when I noticed that the recent Figaro from the Royal Opera was on television. It was very nice--there I go again--the second time, too, except the filming for television virtually edited out the comprimario servants who had made the production so interesting. In closeup Gerald Finley frowned a lot.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I loved his frowning, I loved the fact that he spent the entire day on the verge of exasperation. And then sang that beautiful plea for forgiveness!