La Bohème, London Coliseum **

La Bohème is by far and away the greatest opera in the world (in my opinion). It is romance, laughter and pure, raw emotion. What Benedict Andrews has interpreted it to be is verismo opera with hard drugs and having almost no sensitivity. He takes a metaphorical battering ram to Puccini's delicately crafted opera, creating possibly the worst interpretation this opera has seen. In Act One, Che Gelida Manina takes place whilst Rodolfo and Mimi are taking heroine, meaning that Mimi sings Mi Chiamamo Mimi whilst Rodolfo is practically unconscious. Act Two is a bustle and a confusion. This is always a difficult act to stage as there is so much going on (we have certainly been spoilt with the clarity of the Royal Opera's production) but Andrews really messes it up. The third act is the best of them as it strips back the chaos and is rather sweet and puts the music first. However, the final act is back to the apartment and the tragic denouement is almost completely lost (I did cry a bit, it is almost impossible not to). Xian Zhang's interpretation of the score is capable but doesn't quite capture the full life of Puccini's masterpiece. Corinne Winters is a marvellous Mimi, capturing her emotional range however Zach Borichevsky doesn't quite get around the character of Marcello and a voice crack at the high note of Che Gelida Manina doesn't make him appear to be any better in the role. Rhian Lois treats Musetta delicately and well, despite Victoria Behr trying to put her in a box and stereotyping her as a 'slut'. I take real opposition to directors and creatives who try to pigeon hole characters to a label and I am glad that Lois has created something greater than her creative team has envisaged for her part. The rest of the cast, whilst acceptable, are nothing to really remember and, whilst there are some redeeming features, it is hard to imagine La Bohème being treated any worse than the ENO have done here.