Centre stage, there’s an industrial-looking black platform, secured by cables. The Three Ladies snap the unconscious Tamino on a mobile phone. The Three Boys look like Gollum in a fright wig. And Papageno, dressed as an ageing vagrant, simulates urination (at least I hope that’s what it was) into an empty wine bottle.
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Richard Bratby is deputy music critic of the Birmingham Post and a former concerts manager with the City of Birmingham Symphony Orchestra.
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