First performed in Paris on 18th May 1779, Iphigénie 
          en Tauride was Gluck's last important work, and is his greatest opera. 
          Its libretto, by Nicholas-François Guillard, is the finest poem 
          set by the composer, and the opera as a whole comes as close as possible 
          to the ideal Gluck sought, of a modern revival of the spirit of Greek 
          tragedy. In this way it became in the fullness of time the inspiration 
          for the classical scenes created by Bellini, Berlioz and Strauss. 
        
 
        
Iphigénie en Tauride is well represented in 
          the catalogue of recorded music, and this new version enters a competitive 
          field. While it does not move ahead of the versions conducted by John 
          Eliot Gardiner (Philips 416 148 2PH2), Martin Pearlman (Sony S2K52492) 
          and Marc Minkowski (Archiv 471 133 2AH2), as a performance it has sufficient 
          strengths to be taken very seriously indeed. 
        
          This new Orfeo issue is a live recording of a performance which took 
          place in the courtyard of the old Archbishop's Residenz during the 2000 
          Salzburg Festival. The sound is at least good, at best excellence, and 
          it captures the electricity of the occasion. Make no mistake, Ivor Bolton 
          conducts a very exciting performance, making the most of the music's 
          dramatic opportunities, particularly by pushing the tempo to extremes. 
          Thus the exciting storm music with which the opera opens is pushed very 
          hard, while the more reflective and emotional sides of the opera are 
          indulged with slow, expressive pacing and sensitive phrasing. The cast 
          responds keenly to these initiatives, and the sense of ensemble is palpable. 
        
 
        
The Salzburg Orchestra plays with an intensity which 
          is a tribute to their skill and commitment, as well as to their relationship 
          with their British conductor. Some might say that the result of this 
          somewhat romanticised, interpreted vision of the work is to deny its 
          essential nature as an example from the (earlier) classical period. 
          There is mileage in such a view, but the music is strong enough to respond 
          to varying interpretations, and this is one option. The rival versions, 
          in their various ways, offer the listener a more refined, noble vision 
          of Gluck's masterpiece. 
        
 
        
The production was updated to a modern hospital ward, 
          with (it seems) some of the characters wearing giant heads as if to 
          emphasise their natures. This much is confirmed by the illustration 
          on the front of the box. Of these unfortunate indulgences, there are 
          thankfully no indications for the listener, and the performance is musically 
          strong and sincere. 
        
 
        
The singing is very fine. Susan Graham really interprets 
          her character: her Iphigénie is emotionally involved in every 
          way, her solos and her ensemble singing equally distinguished. Thomas 
          Hampson makes a noble Oreste, imposing of voice and bringing out the 
          dark tragedy of the role; he is also particularly effective in articulating 
          the words during recitative passages. I also liked the Pylade of Paul 
          Groves. Too light a voice can make this character seem overwhelmed by 
          his friend Oreste, and that is not the case here. Likewise Philippe 
          Rouillon is an impressive Thoas. This is not a big role but the appearances 
          of the character come at crucial moments in the drama, and the impression 
          made therefore needs to be strong. The choral singing is good but not 
          outstanding, probably reflecting limited rehearsal time. 
        
 
        
Anyone coming afresh to this opera will admire and 
          enjoy this recording of it. The sound is good, the singing is good, 
          the orchestral playing is good, and the interpretation is nothing if 
          not dramatic. However, in a competitive market Orfeo have made some 
          major errors as concerns their booklet. First - and worst - there is 
          no libretto. Nor is there much information about Gluck and his work. 
          Rather the content is given over to indulging the success of this particular 
          production. It is nice to know that the critics had positive things 
          to say about it, but as far as concerns the lasting document which is 
          a recording, it is hardly relevant when indulged on this scale. For 
          these reasons this new version, whatever its strengths, ranks fourth 
          out of the four currently available recordings, which is a pity. 
        
 
        
Terry Barfoot