I think I am, at heart, one of those closed-minded Met patrons who hate it when directors fuck with operas.
No, this is not actually true. I was fine with the Cosi Fan Tutte that was set in the 1970s (Berlin Staatsoper, 2002) and I rather liked the Don Giovanni set basically in the woods near a bus station (Salzburg 2008 and apparently again this year). Both of these sound weird, but they worked.
But I have just seen the Most Depressing Figaro Ever, and I will admit to not liking it. It’s a DVD of a Salzburg 06 production set in a dilapidated house with an extra silent Cupid-like character who goes around tossing apples and dropping feathers. Susanna really is having an affair with the Count, and there are a lot of crows. The count demonstrates the Art of the Nasty Domineering Grope on his wife. There is nothing wrong with the cast (highlight: Bo Skovhus and Dorothea Roschmann compete for Sweatiest Opera Singer – I think Skovhus won, but not by much.) but the whole thing sort of left a bad taste in my mouth. Also, w/r/t the little ‘making of’ documentary that is included: Anna Netrebko makes charming mistakes when she speaks English (e.g. ‘erotical’ for ‘erotic’) but I think she would be one of those people who is really annoying if you have to talk to them at a party.