Yet another opera about non-consensual sex. Unfortunately, this meant I found myself saying things like, "My favorite aria was the one in the church during the prayer, when Scarpia sings about how much he likes raping people." (You can tell he likes it, not just from the enraging lyrics, but because they had the villain's hands centimeters away from masturbating on stage.)
However, it had a plot, and parts were very powerful. The sets had excellent photo projections that at one point even moved the plot forward. The color scheme was very subdued. It was almost black and white with just one saturated color per act.
However, that led to one flaw that took me out of the action for a bit. A character picks up a drawing and comments on the model's blue eyes, but it's all black and white. Lucky there's no Opera Theater IMDB Goofs section.
I did like it, though, because I love a plot. It was very satisfying to have a chance to hiss and boo at the villain during his ovation. Poor baritone could only use his face to say, "But really, I'm a nice guy."