By Mike Silverman
BROOKLYN ACADEMY OF MUSIC — Clouds of mist rise gently from a wading pool where the orchestra pit should be, as the musicians — banished to the stage — play the opening strains of Stravinsky’s The Nightingale.
A sampan glides slowly across the aquatic surface. A tenor moves through waist-deep water, manipulating a puppet that stands in the boat. The branches of a tree swing out over the pool, and the Nightingale alights.
So begins Robert Lepage’s magical staging
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