Bizet’s Le docteur Miracle is no serious opera: it is, by contrast, frivolous in the extreme. Uniquely among operettas, it contains a (beautifully-written) quartet in praise of an omelette – which turns out to be inedible, though musically mouthwatering. A sense of paranoid surrealism abounds. There’s something innately French about proceedings, yet it plays directly to British sensibilities and a British sense of humour.

In Pop Up Opera’s dynamic and boundary-breaking production of Bizet’s early operetta, no one is safe – least of all the audience!

Click here to read my full review on Bachtrack.

In my review, I did my best to ovoid any egg-related puns…