Bryan Hymel as Enee was electric, and the ladies (Voigt and Graham) were excellent. Berlioz's music as always was superb.
But why must the director think she knows so much better than Virgil and Berlioz? Her odd changes made hash of key points of the plot. For example -- bringing Andromache and Hecuba onstage during the mass suicide scene, when it is essential that the audience understand that Andromache became booty. Or -- having Enee wandering around Troy when he sees Hector's ghost, when the point is that Hector awakens him and tells him to flee.
And Croft as Chorebe seemed far more in love with himself than with Cassandre.

Nonetheless -- thrilling.