It looks as if David McVicar's simple production of Die Zauberflöte is here to stay. On its return this week - this revival, lasting through into March, offers two casts - it looks well rehearsed and skilfully lit. The conceit of staging the opera in a gentle send-up of period style is appealing as far as it goes, but the production sets its sights pretty low. You want hallowed majesty or intellectual vision? Not even Tamino's magic flute could summon them here.

The unambitious nature of McVicar's staging is only reinforced by this revival. Roland Böer conducts a trim performance, which keeps tripping along at a nimble pace but rarely aspires to anything higher. The same flick of the wrist that brings lightness and wit to Papageno's comic music threatens to trivialise any scene with serious intent. Have the trials by fire and water ever seemed less momentous than they do here? The music was deadeningly matter-of-fact, the staging non-existent.