It would be churlish to suggest that Plácido Domingo, after a spectacular career studded with accomplishment, is doing middling work these days. Wouldn't it?

At City Opera,"The Mother of Us All" becomes more than just Americans on parade; maybe Mozart knew what he was doing in "La Clemenza di Tito."

A high-octane concert version of Stephen Sondheim's Grand Guignol epic "Sweeney Todd" revives an old debate about opera versus musical theater.

The much-swooned-over Aprile Millo swoons a bit too much herself in La Gioconda; rediscovering Rossini’s Ermione.

Casino Paradise is like a trip to the blackjack tables: bright and entertaining, but at its heart a losing proposition.

The Met’s revival of Verdi’s I Vespri Siciliani is a true period piece.

The Met goes with the tried-and-true, opening its fall season with Plácido Domingo and the Zeffirelli "Pagliacci" and "Cavalleria Rusticana."

Claudio Monteverdi
Verdi's Requiem

Having been a powerful book and film, Dead Man Walking finds a third incarnation in Jake Heggie's deeply felt opera; Il Trittico -- all together now -- lacks stylistic consistency.

Norma
Vera . . . Life of a Diva