Benjamin BRITTEN (1913-1976)
Owen Wingrave - opera for television (1967)
Owen Wingrave - Gerald Finley
Spencer Coyle - Peter Savidge
Lechmere - Hilton Marlton
Miss Wingrave - Josephine Barstow
Mrs Coyle - Anne Dawson
Mrs Julian - Elizabeth Gale
Kate Julian - Charlotte Hellekant
Sir Philip Wingrave - Martyn Hill
The Choristers of Westminster Cathedral Choir
Deutsches Symphonie-Orchester Berlin/Kent Nagano
Director: Margaret Williams for Channel Four Television Corporation
2001
Region Code: 0; Aspect Ratio 16:9; PCM Stereo
ARTHAUS 100 373
[92:00]
Britten wrote
Owen Wingrave in response to
a 1967 commission from the BBC to write an opera specifically for television;
he later said he thought it would work even better in the theatre. It’s
good to have the re-release of this 2001 TV film on DVD. It was originally
broadcast on Channel 4 and presumably its re-release is timed to coincide
with the composer’s centenary.
With its small cast and frequent small-scale interactions between the
characters,
Owen Wingrave works particularly well on the small
screen. Margaret Williams sets her film in 1958 and this helps to bring
it closer to Britten’s own experience. Its pacifist subject was
of central importance to the composer throughout his life. One of the
reasons Britten accepted the commission was that it would allow him
to broadcast his pacifist convictions to the widest possible audience.
That pacifism is both the work’s strength and its downfall, though.
It lends an unflinching moral purpose to the action, but the denunciations
of war in the first act are preachy and repetitive. Admirable as Owen
is, after taking his decision to leave the army he then seems to become
a doormat for his family’s rabid denunciations. You often wish
he would just stand up for himself a bit more. Still, the action remains
compelling and there is some brilliant music in the score. As I said
when I heard
Richard
Hickox’s Chandos recording, this work deserves a wider audience
than the niche it currently occupies.
This being an opera specifically made for TV, rather than a recording
of a staged performance, Margaret Williams embraces both the benefits
and the limitations of the medium. The orchestra’s track is recorded
elsewhere, but the characters sing in person on location (in other words,
there is no lip-syncing), and the different acoustic is plainly reflected
in the voice. You notice it, for example, when a character is singing
inside a room and then goes outside to a more echo-y corridor. This
lends a natural atmosphere to the whole recording which is very effective.
When a character is thinking, though, we hear his or her thoughts at
the same time as seeing a pensive face - all in a different, interior
acoustic to the outward conversation they have just been having. This
works particularly well in the social gatherings that take place at
Paramore, the Wingraves’ country seat. The final scene of the
first act is a very strained dinner party. We hear the interior thoughts
of each character as the camera focuses on them one by one, but not
a word is spoken until the tension explodes. The country house setting
is very good, but the London scenes of mounted guards processing down
the street are a bit tiresome.
Nagano’s direction of the Berlin orchestra is clean and precise,
and the singing is extremely effective, too. In the title role Gerald
Finley sounds splendid but looks uncomfortable. His rich vocal tone
conveys the character’s heroism, but he looks permanently put-upon
and has a look of pained submission etched forever on his face. Peter
Savidge and Anne Dawson play the Coyles as the only sympathetic characters
in the piece. They come across very well, both looking and sounding
great. Hilton Marlton is a suitably irritating Lechmere. Charlotte Hellekant
does as good a job as she can of making Kate a rounded character, but
neither the composer nor the librettist help her in her task. Elizabeth
Gale effectively portrays the self-seeking nature of Mrs Julian, and
Martyn Hill is a suitably histrionic Sir Philip. The show is comprehensively
stolen by Josephine Barstow, however, who chews up the scenery as Owen’s
harpy of an aunt. Barstow’s shrill, penetrating tone cuts right
to the quick of the character and she appears to be loving every minute
of it.
You don’t have an awful lot of choice for
Owen Wingrave
in any medium, and that situation is unlikely to improve dramatically
any time soon. Aside from
Hickox’s
recording there is the composer’s own, both on CD and DVD.
This one stands up very well alongside them, though. The wide-screen
ratio and the excellent 2.0 sound help to make it recommendable.
Simon Thompson
See also review of previous release by
Gary
Higginson
Britten discography & review index:
Owen
Wingrave