The Met does Handel’s Giulio Cesare perfectly.

A trio of small-scale operas, all about sexual decadence and its discontents.

Otherworldly sounds, from Karlheinz Stockhausen to Sufjan Stevens.

At Carnegie Hall, two peeks into the slow-cooking—and often stymied—genius of Osvaldo Golijov.

Sure, this Rat Pack Rigoletto is a little gimmicky. It’s also great entertainment.

The Prototype festival took risks, some of which didn’t pay off—and all of which made it feel necessary.

Thomas Adès’s The Tempest is an exemplary reminder of why we go to the opera.

Maya Beiser tackles four millenniums’ worth of female mistreatment in the “cello opera” Elsewhere.

A new Donizetti production suggests that the Metropolitan Opera needs a fresh formula. Fast.

The spooky-creepy-beautiful The Murder of Crows washes visitors in mysterious sound.