For the context of this opera, read this article in Midnight East https://www.midnighteast.com/mag/?p=54852
Who would believe that the Israeli Opera would stage Britten’s War Requiem next door to where the families of hostages are camped? Who would believe that it is being performed now, when we are hoping so desperately that the war is over, that it opens on the day seven soldiers were buried. Who did not weep when at the end of the opera the choir raised posters of the hostages? I don’t know – I couldn’t see anything for the tears.
Wait a minute – we who are so angry at Bibi we will do anything to get rid of him, sometimes forget that if he is ousted we automatically get Yariv Levin.
What can come of Bibí’s trial that began today? Since he’s such a good friends of the incoming president of the U.S., if he’s judged to be guilty it will not improve our relationship.
It is important to know the truth, but it may not be good to act on it.
I would hate to be in that situation of judging someone I know to be guilty….
I cannot imagine the joy in the hearts of all those Syrians returning home. It must be the most amazing feeling to drive from Turkey to Syria, to anticipate the rebuilding. The people here who are returning to their houses in the north are still fraught with fear even as they sweep out all the broken glass and animal droppings of what is left of their homes. I am sure you join me in wishing peace for all those returning to their homes and wishing homes for all those who have lost theirs.
It should be no surprise that we live in one of those tv adventure series where there is something new every day. Yesterday was the revolution in Syria – and that will give us many twists and turns in the months to come. But there also hundreds of other surprise plots that are still cooking from last week – like Iran – like the hostages – Netanyahu’s trial. Each day of each one of these incidents is enough to keep us glued to the tv to see what’s happening next.
So many of our theater heroes participated in this show. They reminded us of amazing accomplishments – remarkable moments in history and moments of serious criticism that reminded us of why the government hates the arts so much. Scenes from the past, and questions of the future made for a significant evening.
And now I will relate a story about the Cameri and its past. Long ago, when Oren had a restaurant in the Yemenite quarter, we took an old lady who used to live in Israel but was now American to dinner there. And as we passed the Galileo hotel that has since become a hostel, she suddenly said, “I know this hotel! I stayed there in 1948 when I worked at the Cameri when it was at Mograbi Theater. Marcel Marceau was in the next room, because he too was volunteering!” I wonder whether the Cameri people know that one of their first actors was Marcel Marceau.