Richard Bratby

A silly, bouncy delight: Glyndebourne’s In the Market for Love reviewed

Plus: fir-clad vistas and salted caramel from the Royal Liverpool Philharmonic Orchestra

The cast of Glyndebourne's In the Market for Love adopting heroic attitudes with root vegetables. Image: Richard Hubert Smith 
issue 17 October 2020

Offenbach at Glyndebourne! Short of Die Soldaten with a picnic break or a period-instrument revival of Jerry Springer: The Opera, it’s hard to imagine a less probable operatic outcome— even this year. I mean, Offenbach: the saucy skewerer of middle-class pretension; the dazzling, vulgar arriviste of 19th-century opera. It couldn’t have been more incongruous had the sideburned showman himself razzed up, bass thumping, in a pimped Renault 5 and started pulling skids on the ha-ha.

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