Monday, November 8, 2010

Wagner Knows

In one of the many documentaries of the Lord Of The Rings dvds, Sir Ian McKellan mentions that he reads the books every single year. At the time I remember thinking that was a curious thing to do. The books are long and can be quite tough to get through. Funnily enough, the same thing has often been said about my annual event- Wagner's Ring Cycle. I'm not sure when this habit started but practically every year I find myself going through the the vast cycle of operas in some way, shape or form.
For the uninitiated, the Ring cycle is a series of four operas written by composer Richard Wagner over the course of 25 years. They tell the story of the rise and fall of the Gods (most specifically Wotan- their leader) and the start of the human race. There's a LOT of music (nearly 15 hours worth) and it's all linked together by a series of "leitmotivs" that are either sung onstage or played in the orchestra (which numbers over 100 players).It's quite possibly the finest achievements in music ever. Certainly it's one of the most influential and controversial works ever written. I'm not going to go into a lengthy rave about this music but no matter how many times I hear this I always find something new- some nook or cranny in the score that I missed on the previous 20 outings through the Ring. The music itself never fails to move me. I've just recently finished watching a cycle filmed in Valencia in Spain which utilized a troupe of movement specialists (I'm loathe to use the term dancers because there was no real dancing) as well as state of the art back-projection to tell the story. At the end of the second opera the god Wotan bids farewell to his daughter, Brunnhilde. It's a sad and powerful moment (especially if you've been watching the action unfold for the opera and a bit) and even now the music that Wagner wrote for this moment is one of the most achingly beautiful melodies that I still almost burst into tears every time. Conductor Zubin Mehta states that he finds the remaining 15 or so minutes of the opera incredibly hard to conduct as he's fighting back the tears as well. It's wonderful when music can still elicit the same emotional connection everytime you hear it. it also shows that for all his faults as person (by all accounts Wagner was a massive egomaniac and a generally unpleasant man to be around) Wagner knew how to find that raw nerve and emotion musically. If you never listen to another opera (or series of operas) again I strongly challenge you all to take the plunge and discover this amazing work for yourself.

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From one extreme to another and I want to talk about the anonymous facebooker known as "Adelaide Knows". I find it curious that this person has almost succeeded in uniting the Adelaide Theatre Community. Anyone with half a braincell can slag off a show anonymously. If this person (whoever they may be) had any kind of spine they'd say their vitriol with their name attached. In the past I've come under fire for things I've either said outright or implied on this blog or on my Facebook comments. Indeed as a consequence I've occasionally written status updates only to delete them a few hours later for fear of reprisals. There are things I could say about aspects of local theatre that are bugging me but I find it unhelpful to do so- and more to the point it won't change anything except that people will start to see me as a whinging old so and so. Maybe this is what Adelaide Knows is trying to avoid. Well to them I say that's tough. It's bad enough when you slag off a show ("Dirty Rotten Scoundrels- yawn") but then you slag off individuals like Ben Finn or Hayley Horton- both of whom I daresay have done more for Adelaide Theatre then you EVER have- and you cross a line. I realize that my comments are not going to bring this mysterious person out of the shadows (indeed it will probably garner some subtle (or not-so subtle) reference in one of their status updates about how easily I am riled). In some ways it is sad that people are not allowed to speak their mind in this town but then again I was always taught the old adage that if you have nothing good to say then don't say it. Ah well, maybe by taking some fire it will divert their attention from other things. I believe that's called taking one for the team.

Who knows?

Friday, November 5, 2010

Jesus Christ Superstar- Her Majesty's Theatre, Gilbert and Sullivan Society of SA

The G and S society should be immensely proud of this achievement. Director David Lampard has created a thought-provoking and challenging production that will polarise people- and he'd LOVE it!
The decision to cast professionals Luke Kennedy and Danny Lopresto in roles of Jesus and Judas respectively caused a few grumbles and ripples but their performance totally justified the expense. Kennedy is an absolute revelation in the role. Vocally he nailed every note and his stage presence was second to none. This is a role that he will just get better and better at for sure. His performance of "Gesthemane" left the audience breathless. Lopresto certainly has the vocal ability and physicality to bring off Judas but lacked a certain amount of emotional connection to the role- certainly as the show went on this improved. Sarah Lloyde as Mary is another wonderful addition to the cast. Her characteristation of the role was pretty much bang on the money (although why MD Ross Curtis let her Mariah Carey-ise the vocal line in "I Don't Know To Love Him" thus killing the mood and meaning of the song entirely is beyond me).
The three principals are backed by the brilliant G and S chorus- all expertly drilled in their music and singing- and a host of wonderful little cameos throughout- including Kent Green as Herod (one of the show's highlights), Fahad Faroque as Simon, Beau-Daniel Loumeau as Peter and Joel Valenti as Pilate (quite possibly one of the finest interpretations of the role I've ever seen).
Lampard's curious decision to cast female priests just didn't work for me. As talented as all the ladies are the range of the roles was clearly too much for both Louise Messenger (as Caiaphas) and Vanessa Shirley (as Annas). The masculinity of the lyrics also seemed to be lost on Lampard and it didn't really gel for me- not too mention them appearing as the backing singers for Judas in "Superstar".
The sound design by Matt Curtis was flawless and lighting by Nathan Luscombe was outstanding. Costumes were generally good (although the priests looked a little like a cross between an ice cream scoop and a pez dispenser). Ross Curtis led a tight and well-drilled band.
Despite some reservations about some of the directing in the first act, these are relatively minor points. The enthusiasm of the crowd after the moving final 15 minutes of this production proved that "Superstar" in the right hands has the power to make people think. And at the end of the end of the day, that's all any director could wish for.