Agrippina

OK, as I established in a previous blog post, this review sucked (the opera didn't, but the review did).

I didn't rewrite it, dealing with the fact that, yes, my students will someday be pleased to see that I need just as much revision as they do (only my problems are complex/compound/with frills sentences, not comma splices, but that's a different story). Oh, and I buried my lead. Where? The end of the story, of course. That's where leads often go to their graves.

The review of Handel's Agrippina, a lovely libretto about incest, infighting, regicide and the competition for a courtesan's hand, comes after the jump.

But you know what really kills me? I spent time writing headlines. After all, that's one thing copy editors usually do. And I think they're good. In all three writing workshops, NOT ONE WORD about my cleverness!

Oh, the humanity.