What can one say? A back story to incite Vengeance; a Barber with a keen sense (and razor too.)
On PBS. Elocution is fine, as are the actors/singers.

But hey.. it's Opera per Sondheim; ya likes the blend of pop- And Grand- or ya don't.
Bon appetít.

Diffrent Strokes.
I'm stuck with/on the petite, super-Colorature soprano Amelita Galli-Curci (famous as Caruso) and her effortless utterly-perfect flights into clarino-trumpet
octaves (audition Lo Here the Gentle Lark for perhaps her most adored Win.) Still pisses me off that My Gramma got to hear her Live. And I didn't.
So grateful for those 78 rpm shellac disks ... the first (successful) Time Machine?