No wonder this opera isn't done often: it's surprising to say that Rosini's music is a bore, but here it is, for three tedious hours; the libretto is even worse, so banal and repetitious. Mary Zimmerman's production of it made it still worse: awkward movements, ugly sets and equally stupid costumes. The only saving aspect was Reneé Fleming's excellent acting and singing. Hopefully the Met will stay away from Zimmerman in the future.