Allow me a moment of sappiness. If you asked me last year to name a musical I never needed to encounter again, I would have cited Man of La Mancha without a moment’s hesitation. The adaptation of Don Quixote by Mitch Leigh, Dale Wasserman and Joe Darion has always struck me as corny and manipulative, a dilution of its ironic, political source material into bland inspiration porn. The book scenes that string the hit parade of familiar songs together feels longer than the Spanish Inquisition.
Yet there was an undeniably poignancy in Opera Saratoga’s choice to open its 60th anniversary season with this show…
reclining standards 