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At Lincoln Center’s excellent David Geffen Hall, on the evening of Thursday, December 12th, I had the exceptional pleasure to attend a superior presentation—continuing a strong season—of Georg Friedrich Händel’s enormously popular oratorio, Messiah, performed by the New York Philharmonic—impressively led by conductor and harpsichordist Ton Koopman—along with the outstanding Musica Sacra chorus under the direction of the eminent Kent Tritle, who was also the organist. A remarkable slate of soloists—all debuting with this ensemble—included above all the marvelous soprano Maya Kherani, who wore a fabulous green and silver gown. Also wonderful was tenor Kieran White, while countertenor Maarten Engeltjes was admirable. As is often the case with a bass-baritone, Klaus Mertens was especially strong in his higher register. (Cellist Matthew Christakos was a featured player.)
In his useful notes for the program, James M. Keller provided some background on the work:
Early in the summer of 1741, Charles Jennens had assembled a libretto that drew creatively on Biblical passages from the Books of Isaiah, Haggai, Malachi, Matthew, Luke, Zechariah, John, Job, Psalms, Lamentations, Hebrews, Romans, I Corinthians, and Revelation to create a loose story comprising narrative and reflections about the life of Jesus. This he organized in three discrete sections: the first relating to the prophecy of Christ's coming and the circumstances of his birth; the second to the vicissitudes of his life on Earth; and the third to events surrounding the Resurrection and the promise of redemption. Handel leapt into action on August 22. He finished the draft of Part One on August 28, of Part Two on September 6, and of Part Three on September 12 — and then he took another two days to polish details on the whole score. That so great — and large — a masterpiece as Messiah should have been created in so brief a span as three weeks seems all but incredible to most of us. In fact, this prodigious pace was not exceptional for Handel, and it is no more than romantic fantasy to view it (as it once was routinely) as a fever of divine inspiration peculiar to the composition of Messiah. In fact, he allowed himself about a week's rest after finishing Messiah before embarking on his next oratorio, Samson, which he wrote in the relatively leisurely span of five weeks.
In Part I of the oratorio, the extraordinary Sinfonia (Overture) has a stately introduction and then becomes livelier. The tenor was showcased to memorable effect in the ensuing Accompagnato, “Comfort ye my people” and the immediately following Air, “Ev’ry valley shall be exalted,” but the excitement increased with the first Chorus, “And the glory of the Lord” and another shortly afterward, “And He shall purify.” One of the finest of these is the famous “For unto us a child is born” which immediately precedes a very compelling—despite its apparent modesty—instrumental interlude, Pifa (“Pastoral Symphony).
In the second Part, the initial Chorus, “Behold the Lamb of God,” is one of the most remarkable if one of the least ostentatious, and further on, another two, “He trusted in God” and “Let all the angels” are notable for their fugue-like complexity. The subsequent Air for soprano, “How beautiful are the feet of them,” is one of the loveliest in the work. This section concludes with the magnificent Hallelujah Chorus.
The final Part begins with another exquisite Air for soprano, “I know that my Redeemer liveth; a later one for the bass-baritone, “The trumpet shall sound, prominently features that instrument, here expertly played by Raymond Riccomini. The last Air, “If God be for us” for the soprano, is also terrific, ushering in the two ultimate Choruses, “Worthy is the Lamb” and “Amen,” which provide a stunning close.
With perfect justice, the artists were enthusiastically applauded.
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At Lincoln Center’s David Geffen Hall, on the night of Monday, October 16th, I had the exceptional pleasure to attend a magnificent concert presented by the outstanding musicians of Madrid’s Orchestra of the Teatro Real under the brilliant direction of Juanjo Mena.
The evening began dazzlingly with a stunning account of Alberto Ginastera’s fabulous Panambi Suite. The opening movement—titled “Moonlight on the Paranã”—is shimmering and evocative while the ensuing “Invocation of the Powerful Spirits” is propulsive and dramatic. The third movement, “Lament of the Maidens,” is lyrical and reminiscent of Igor Stravinsky’s The Firebird while the rhythms of the finalerecall those of his The Rite of Spring.
The admirable soloist, Pablo Ferrández, prizewinner at the International Tchaikovsky Competition, then joined the artists for an extraordinary performance of Antonín Dvořák’s exquisite Cello Concerto. The initial Allegro is melodious, Romantic and song-like but with turbulent passages; the slow movement that follows, marked Adagio ma non troppo, is comparably expressive but meditative and more somber in mood while the Allegro moderato finale is more celebratory—but not without emotional intensity—and ends triumphantly. Abundant applause drew forth a wonderful encore from the cellist: "El cant dels ocells" a traditional Catalan song famously played by Pablo Casals.
The second half of the event was also astonishing, starting with a marvelous realization of the 1915 version of Manuel de Falla’s glorious ballet score, El amor brujo, featuring the flamenco dancer and singer, Esperanza Fernández from Seville. The program proper concluded fantastically with a superb rendition of Maurice Ravel’s incredible Daphnis et Chloé, Suites No. 1 and 2 which, although an epitome of so-called musical “Impressionism,” is arguably also neo-Romantic in inspiration. The first Suite begins with the mysterious “Nocturne” and after the “Interlude” closes with the thrilling “Danse guerrière”; the second Suite opens with the enchanting and ethereal “Lever de jour” and following the “Pantomime” finishes with the exciting and amazingly dynamic “Danse générale.” A standing ovation was rewarded with two delightful encores: first, the gorgeous “Intermezzo” from the opera Goyescas by Enrique Granados and, second, the charming Prelude to the zarzuela, El bateo, by Federico Chueca.
DOC NYC Festival
IFC Center/SVA Theater/Cinepolis Cinema, New York, NY
November 8-15, 2018
Now in its ninth year, the documentary festival DOC NYC—which this year comprises 135 features, among many other screenings and events—opened with John Chester’s The Biggest Little Farm and closes with the world premiere of Breslin and Hamill: Deadline Artists, about two of the seminal NYC newspaper columnists.
The Ghost of Peter Sellers |
I caught a dozen films that range from contemporary politics to artist profiles, including The Ghost of Peter Sellers, director Peter Medak’s account of the ill-fated movie he made with the great comic actor in 1973—after Medak was flying high with The Ruling Class and A Day in the Death of Joe Egg—a pirate adventure called Ghost in the Noonday Sun, in which everything that could go wrong did. The biggest problem was the mercurial Sellers himself, who had never enjoyed the best on-set reputation, and Medak digs through memories as he reminisces with others around back then to assuage his own feelings that, decades later, he still feels responsible for this disaster. It’s a weirdly funny and fascinating on-set journey.
In The Artist and the Pervert, Beatrice Behn and Ren̩é Gebhardt chronicle the fascinating love (and kinky sex) story of an eye-opening couple: Austrian composer Georg Friedrich Haas—whose parents were Nazi sympathizers—and African-American performance artist Mollena Williams. The film’s title raises a pertinent question: which is which?
The Greenaway Alphabet |
The Greenaway Alphabet, a personal look at British filmmaker Peter Greenaway by his artistic and life partner Saskia Boddeke, could also have been called The Artist and the Pervert, as anyone who’s seen Greenaway’s visually and thematically complex films can attest. But Boddeke and their teenage daughter Pip actually bring some humanity to Greenaway, especially when he and his daughter discuss autism when they go through the A’s.
Today’s right-wing extremists—and those gung-ho in their youth but who left the movement, for various reasons—are the subjects of Exit, an engrossing study by director (and former hate-group member) Karen Winther.
Under the Wire |
The dangerous conditions under which war correspondents toil are explored in Chris Martin’s shattering Under the Wire, a tribute to and eulogy for (among others) U.S. journalist Marie Colvin, who died covering the civil war in Syria.
Katrine Philp’s False Confessions eye-openingly shows how many people are trying to remedy an intolerable situation: notably defense attorney Jane Fisher-Byrialsen, who goes to Amherst, an affluent Buffalo suburb, to look into the case of Renay Lynch, behind bars for more than 20 years for a 1995 murder she did not commit. Under the microscope are coercive police interrogations, which Philp and Fisher-Byrialsen shine a necessary light on.
Maxine Trump (no relation, I hope!) describes her life without children in To Kid or Not to Kid, an evenhanded documentary about how women—whether by choice or by chance—deal with their childless lives and the shaming that still takes place, whether by well-meaning family members and strangers or anonymous people on social media.
Patrimonio, set in Baja, Mexico—near vacation paradise Los Cabos—is a David vs. Goliath story of village fishermen going against a rich developer that wants to take over their local lands and waters, shown by directors Sarah Teale and Lisa F. Jackson as a possibly optimistic result.
Decade of Fire |
Vivian Vazquez and Gretchen Hildebran’s emotional Decade of Fire looks past the conventional thinking about the “Bronx is burning” 1970s and uncovers that not only were its inhabitants—primarily blacks and Latinos—painted with a broadly racist brush, but they were also the catalysts for the completely trashed area’s later revitalization.
Another monstrous corporation is given the once-over in Inside Lehman Brothers, Jennifer Deschamps’ feature that trods familiar ground—did the bigwigs from the big banks get away with high crimes after the 2008 financial meltdown?—but remains an enraging cautionary tale.
Our own inadequate medical system is given a merciless treatment in The Providers, Anna Moot-Levin and Laura Green’s clear-eyed but encouraging look at a collapsed community in New Mexico cared for by a few health-care providers who help a financially vulnerable population deal with the widespread opioid crisis.
New Homeland |
Finally, another world premiere, Barbara Kopple’s New Homeland, is also extremely relevant to our tRumped-up world, sympathetically following Middle Eastern families given refugee status that are welcomed to Canada by their local sponsors. The difficulties of one of the teenage boys to assimilate into his new society is heartrending, but there are also feel-good successes that make any viewer hopeful about our shared future.
DOC NYC Festival
November 8-15, 2018
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