Julius Caesar is a noble work, serious, beautiful, with vulnerability and passion superbly captured and expressed. The singing did justice to this, as did the orchestral vitality and bounce, but the production was disgraceful, undermining the opera to a degree so risible as to raise in my mind whether the director had set out to sabotage the opera. It was sad to see so few people there. Maybe they had heard. At a time of funding pressure, I would be more careful in choosing directors who thumb their noses at the public and empty the house. It doesn't look good as a public expenditure argument.