Just call this one Renee's Turn. In Tatiana, the passionate heroine of Tchaikovsky's Eugene Onegin, La Fleming has possibly achieved her greatest operatic triumph. Her flawlessly sung performance, including a letter scene that will go down among the best ever, will be remembered for years to come by all those who see it. It's too bad she doesn't have an Onegin to match her: Dmitri Hvorostovsky is surprisingly static. In recent interviews, he has said that he's bored with playing Onegin and it shows: I half expected him to pull out a crossword during his big Act One solo. He's a terrifically talented performer, but it's time for him to find a new signature role. He didn't come alive until the final scene, when he and Fleming ignited the Met with an intense passion that had been missing from his performance all night long. Still, this Yevgeny is no match for his Tatiana.
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