Photos: Monika Rittershaus |
Wesener, a fancy-goods
dealer in Lille – Jens Larsen
Marie, his daughter–
Susanne Elmark
Charlotte, his daughter
– Karolina Gumos
Wesener’s Elderly
Mother – Xenia Vyaznikova
Stolzius, draper in
Armentières – Tom Erik Lie
Stolzius’s Mother –
Christiane Oertel
Obrist, Count of
Spannheim – Reinhard Mayr
Desportes, a nobleman –
Martin Koch
Pirzel, a captain –
Hans Schöpflin
Eisenhardt, a chaplain
– Joachim Goltz
Haudy – Tomohiro
Takada
Mary – Günter
Papendell
1st Young Officer –
Edwin Vega
2nd Young Officer –
Alexander Kravets
3rd Young Officer –
Máté Gál
Countess de la Roche –
Noëmi Nadelmann
The Young Count, her
son – Adrian Strooper
Andalusian/Madame Roux
– Beate Vollack
Three Captains –
Bogdan Taloş, Benjamin Mathis, Konrad Hofmann
Drunken Officer –
Elias Reichert
Countess’s Servant –
Wolfram Schneider-Lastin
Young Ensign –
Benjamin Mathis
Soldiers Chorus –
Jonas Olejniczak, Simon Ortmeyer, Guillaume Vairet, Christopher Lane,
Robert Elibay-Hartog, Thomas Hartkopf, Christian Packbier, Simon
Mehlich, Christoph Wiatre, Fabian Musick, Jonas Flemmerer, Emil
Roijer, Phillippe Hillebrand, Nenad Ivkovic, Fabian Jud, Olaf Taube,
Elias Reichert, Marcus Elsäßer
Conductor – Gabriel
Feltz
Director – Calixto
Bieito
Stage design –
Rebecca Ringst
Costumes – Ingo
Krügler
Dramaturgy – Beate
Breidenbach, Pavel B. Jiracek
Lighting – Franck
Evin
Video – Sarah
Derendinger
Choreography – Beate
Vollack
Given his reputation for controversy, Calixto Bieito could be said to have met his match with Bernd Alois Zimmermann’s Die Soldaten. This giant of late-20th-century opera, composed in the early 1960s, was originally deemed too ambitious to stage, with its vast forces and simultaneous running of scenes. Yet it is now becoming almost a repertoire piece, with Bieito’s the third major production in as many years in central Europe, following stagings in Salzburg and Munich. This particular version is a co-production with Zürich Opera, where it had opened at the start of the season. Its Berlin run at the Komische Oper almost brought the drama into one’s lap. The pit was covered over to provide a performance space barely a metre from the front row and the huge orchestra took over the stage behind, ranged around Rebecca Ringst’s bright yellow scaffolding platforms. This lent a rare interaction between singers and instrumentalists, with sections of percussion on occasion being trundled forward on to the stage and characters entering beneath the orchestra or hovering in industrial-scale cradles above the musicians.
One
of the masterstrokes of Zimmermann’s dramatic conception is the
telling of a tragically human story in the context of a force –
militarism – that seems to be defined by the composer’s
dissonant, modernist style. But what both Bieito and the conductor
Gabriel Feltz brought across in this staging was how much intimacy
and delicacy there is to be found in both the story and music. There
was no shortage of violence or nakedly displayed brutality, yet at
the same time, characters emerged as human beings caught up in a
tragedy, rather than mere cyphers. It helped that Bieito’s
interpretation of the composer’s ‘yesterday, today and tomorrow’
for his milieu brought the action closer to our time than, say, Harry
Kupfer’s bewigged characters in his Stuttgart staging (as seen on
an Arthaus DVD release), where caricature seemed more of a danger.
Here, from costumes and wigs, we seemed to be in the 1960s, the time
of the work’s composition, rather than the period of Jakob Lenz’s
Napoleonic-era original. The soldiers, therefore, were ‘modern’
enough to convey a brutality that some in this Berlin audience could
conceivably have experienced first hand.
Video
was a key component of the conception, with live handheld cameras
often giving a voyeuristic intimacy to some of the exchanges,
especially for action that took place away from the covered pit. And
to discomfit us even more, a looped film of maggots devouring a dead
rat filled the theatre for the duration of the interval.
It
all provided a context in which Bieito seemed to be exploring
parent–child relationships as much as the bigger picture. There was
a suggestion that Marie’s father Wesener is more interested in his
business activities than caring for his two daughters, or indeed his
own mother, who is left to wander round on her own with a hospital
drip. The embarrassingly wet Stolzius is patently over-mothered in
the early scenes until he finally breaks free to take his revenge on
his rival in love, Desportes. And the Countess de la Roche,
meanwhile, has a blatantly erotic fixation on her son, fondling and
kissing him in their big scene together in Act III – she certainly
seems portrayed more as
madame than protector when later taking care of Marie’s welfare.
Like
Buchner/Berg’s Marie in Wozzeck,
Lenz/Zimmermann’s Marie in this work is portrayed not as a helpless
victim of circumstances but as a strong woman, who just happens to
come up against the unscrupulous, dehumanised military world. Her
succession of lovers – apart from the ever-faithful Stolzius –
undoubtedly take advantage, but she’s the one in control until her
destitution changes the balance of power, with the pessimistic
suggestion that society – and particularly the military side of it
– has irrevocably failed.
Danish
coloratura soprano Susanne Elmark fully inhabited the role of Marie,
for all the indignity of having to spend large swathes of the opera
on stage in nothing but her underwear. Hers was a performance as
brave dramatically as it was finely tuned vocally – no singer ever
sounds completely comfortable with Zimmermann’s leaping vocal
writing but she and others in the cast managed to make it appear as
natural as more conventional melodic lines. There were no weak links
among the supporting cast, though Tom Erik Lie’s sympathetically
portrayed Stolzius and Noëmi Nadelmann’s man-eating Countess
deserve special mention, as do the agile tenor of Martin Koch as
Desportes and the seductive tones of Günter Papendell as Major Mary.
This,
though, was a true company achievement, from solo roles and chorus of
soldiers to the playing of the Komische Oper orchestra –
overwhelmingly brutal and filigree by turns, all under Feltz’s
masterly control.
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