I just don’t seem to have the time, or perhaps it’s the energy, to keep on top of jottings about things I’ve seen. So, one concert and one cinema screening… (more…)
With relative brevity, given the lack of currency, my thoughts on my last two musical outings: to the Met Parsifal, relayed (with some disappointment) to the Phoenix Cinema, East Finchley; and before that to the last performance of the run of Eugene Onegin at the Royal Opera House, which was also not without its frustrations.
The Met’s production seemed measured, expansive and non-intrusive. The barren expanses of the outer acts were accompanied by massive projections of swirling, angry skies and mystical planets rising up from the horizon in the manner of Melancholia. For the second act, Klingsor’s enchanted garden was a little less than enchanting, but taken on its own terms it was a relatively well executed confrontation, and the lake of blood soaking up the white shift-dresses of the Flowermaidens was a striking image. (more…)
This wasn’t a cinema; it was a ‘screening lounge’. The Everyman Cinema, Hampstead (well, Belsize Park anyway) is a rather luxurious affair. Hugely wide lounge chairs, acres of legroom, and drinks service in intervals. In some ways perfect for 5 hours of Wagner, except I can’t quite adjust to lying back and having the opera brought up close to me. Somehow I miss leaning on a balcony ledge peering down at it. That may be to do with the rather artificial soundstage of the Met transmission, of which more anon. (more…)