Glass’s music is never easy, either to sing or listen to, but his Orphée is more accessible that usual and the leading cast members are terrific.

It looks magical. The play of light and darkness; the frames and screens that shift slowly around the stage, inviting you to question each perspective.

By the composer’s standards, Glass’s orchestra, conducted by Geoffrey Paterson, is relatively subdued but the vocal lines are always sympathetic to the singers.

A lot of Jones’s production makes us question the role of gender identity, too. Orphée is striking only for his beauty; the Princess is devastating, dark and haunting. Ordinariness clashing with th

Occasionally, clips of Cocteau’s black and white film root the production in its original source. Otherwise, everything seems to linger in a no-man’s-land between art and reality, the living and t