Tristan und Isolde – Opera in three acts to a libretto by the composer [sung in German with English surtitles]
Sailor – Ji-Min Park
Isolde – Nina Stemme
Brangäne – Sophie Koch
Kurwenal – Michael Volle
Tristan – Ben Heppner
Melot – Richard Berkeley-Steele
König Marke – John Tomlinson
Shepherd – Ryland Davies
Steersman – Dawid Kimberg
Royal Opera Chorus
Orchestra of the Royal Opera House
Christof Loy – Director
Johannes Leiacker – Designs
Olaf Winter – Lighting design
Reviewed by: Colin Anderson
Reviewed: 29 September, 2009
Venue: The Royal Opera House, Covent Garden, London
As in his compelling direction of Berg’s “Lulu”, Loy relies on gesture and character interaction; it’s subtle, it’s revealing. It’s not conventional. It works. The lighting is excellent, particularly the translucent darkness and the suggestion of mystic sunshine; the costumes are equally non-committal. Again, it frees up specifics; this is makes for creative involvement for the watcher. That said, the screen placed extreme-left to the stage tends to ‘amplify’ and harden voices when singers are close to it; and there’s a lot of left-sided positioning, which will strain some necks; maybe most of the boos came from that side, too.
The ears – this is music, after all – will have found, on this first-night, the Orchestra of the Royal Opera House luminously sounding the Prelude, but the playing was still settling, and Antonio Pappano’s conducting of Act One was just a little too straight, simmering but the equivalent to a hidden hand of poker. Initially, Nina Stemme gives Isolde all of her frustration and anger; she can melt, too, courtesy of the love potion (not the poison she thinks, Brangäne made the switch) so that the change from distance and suspicion to mutual adoration is a magical transformation for both Tristan and Isolde.
It must be reported that Ben Heppner had some vocal difficulties on this opening night; lacking volume and with husky tone and some notes off-pitch (certainly when duetting with Stemme, and there’s much of this for them, and some kissing, in Act Two – which was musically tremendous, Pappano and the Orchestra full-tilt in the erotic stakes), but Heppner’s quieter singing is more affecting, and his raging and hallucinations in Act Three (when Tristan is dying, stabbed) are vivid and compelling.
As Brangäne, Sophie Koch comes across well as Isolde’s loyal confidante – although she has a liaison of her own with Kurwenal, and he is wonderfully taken by Michael Volle, superbly acted and sung; and John Tomlinson’s presence outdoes his now-blustery singing, although there have been more humane and outraged impersonations of Marke (Matti Salminen takes the role for the last three performances).
To open Act Three, Pappano conducts the Prelude as solemn and introspective, Tristan sitting and motionless, the cor anglais player a model of sensitivity to notation and expression; come the close, following murderous mayhem and much soul-baring from all concerned, Stemme begins the ‘Liebestod’ on the ground, untangling herself from Tristan (who has died with her arms around her) to have her own wished-for demise, lit in golden colours, a divine release. It’s moving. Good, too, that the production allows some silence before applause crashes in.
If you liked and appreciated Loy’s black-and-white, shrewdly distilled “Lulu” (from a few months ago) then you’ll welcome his observations for “Tristan und Isolde”, for he avoids silliness and “as seen on TV” connections; if there are blanks to fill in, why shouldn’t the audience do so?