Suicide, infanticide, incest, torture: opera doesn’t shy away from taboos. But few lean quite as far into moral ambiguity as Dead Man Walking. The composer Jake Heggie and librettist Terrence McNally take opera’s weaponry – big melodies, orchestral power, confessional arias and massed choruses – and turn it in on itself. A double murderer croons with luscious, lyrical beauty.
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