Well, you have to expect things like that in a Mary Zimmerman production. And the inadequate lighting. And the brown. I hated the way the Sextet was staged, with a photographer moving around and arranging five of them for a group portrait. It was exceptionally distracting at a moment I wanted no distraction at all.
I, too, was impressed by Calleja. He's only in his early 30s, so the best is yet to come. Dessay had trouble with her highest notes; she had to yell them. But lower down, she sounded better than the last time I heard/saw her (Sonambula), almost as if she was caressing the notes with her voice. (That's a bit twee, but I can't think of another way to describe it.) I liked everybody in this production.