"... 'Falstaff' is a Fox who commits all kinds of misdeeds... but on a pleasure way. He is a type! They are so rare, the types! ... The Opera is totally weird! Amen."
Verdi writes on December 3, 1890--on the music critic Monaldi. Verdi and his librettist, Boito accentuate in her last two tragi-comic "Heroes": Mr. Ford followed by short and self-derived jealousy and John Falstaff proud everything that only charged him and in the eyes of the "Dutzendmenschen" ridiculous makes, especially on his privileged belly. This cunning and egocentric anarchist is the catalyst in a frustrated, only profit-conscious world of citizens. He drives them all and get through the adversity of being to determine at the end with them together: "everything in the world is Posse: as a buffoon, man is born..."