Don’t let the presentation 
                put you off. Those who like DVD ‘extras’ 
                (interviews with conductor, soloists 
                etc) will be disappointed as there are 
                none. Similarly there is no booklet, 
                only a synopsis printed on the box left-inside 
                that does not even subdivide into acts. 
              
 
              
The actual performance 
                may be known to many anyway, as it has 
                certainly been broadcast on the BBC 
                at some point. It is an account I have 
                been familiar with for a while, and 
                have been generally fond of, although 
                hearing it in DVD sound only emphasises 
                Giancarlo Pasquetto’s unsatisfactory 
                portrayal of the titular role. On the 
                other side of the coin, it has the effect 
                also, though, of emphasising the sheer 
                vocal beauty and in-depth projection 
                of the ever-excellent Elena Prokina’s 
                Maria, and the wealth of experience 
                Alastair Miles brings to his Fiesco. 
              
 
              
Running through the 
                opera is Mark Elder’s confident direction. 
                Speeds are well-chosen and he shows 
                excellent rapport with his singers. 
                The LPO play as if specifically formed 
                to play Verdi. 
              
 
              
Of all of Verdi’s operas, 
                the orchestral input needs to be in 
                place. A story of political intrigue 
                as well as of (discovered) familial 
                rivalry (Boccanegra’s rival, Fiesco, 
                is it turns out, Amelia’s grandfather, 
                Gabriele her father) and, of course, 
                love (Gabriele and Paolo are rivals 
                for her hand in marriage). After 25 
                years of rivalry, Fiesco and Boccanegra 
                forgive each other towards the end. 
                Boccanegra, poisoned by Paolo, names 
                Gabriele as his successor. 
              
 
              
The staging is, as 
                is appropriate for this work, on the 
                dark side. The long Prologue is set 
                at night in a piazza in Genoa, with 
                a church in the background. The scene 
                between Paolo and Pietro is instructive 
                as it gives us a chance to compare and 
                contrast Peter Sidhom and Daniel Borowski, 
                respectively. Sidhom is actually the 
                more vocally focused of the two, and 
                when alone, his sung hatred of politicians 
                is believable. 
              
 
              
Giancarlo Pasquetto 
                is weak in comparison, a great shame 
                as it is on him that the opera focuses. 
                His vibrato is so bleaty that in his 
                worst moments he comes across as a baritonal 
                sheep. He suffers particularly in comparison 
                with the rock-steady bass of Alistair 
                Miles (magnificent recently as Silva 
                in Ernani at ENO 
                and no less magnificent here). The orchestra 
                and Elder seem to rise to Miles’ portrayal, 
                blazing in a reflection of his fury 
                in the scene with Simon and in the confrontation 
                about the missing child. 
              
 
              
It is left to the beginning 
                of Act 1 for the first real treat however. 
                Elena Prokina sings one of the most 
                beautiful ‘Come in quest’ora bruna’ 
                I have ever heard, her tone a shimmering 
                thing of wonder. Against her, the orchestra 
                (unusually) sounds on the literal side, 
                but the again she does sing like an 
                angel. Her Gabriele (David Rendall) 
                combines vocal heft with clear diction 
                - indeed the pair work remarkably well 
                together; later, it is Prokina who again 
                steals the show as she narrates her 
                history in Pisa. Her breath-control 
                is surely the envy of every singer. 
              
 
              
Pasquetto’s tremulous 
                vibrato continues to cause for concern 
                in Act 1 Scene 2, especially when heard 
                against Rendall’s ringing top, although 
                Boccanegra’s ‘Plebe! Patrizi! Populo!’ 
                does in fact carry authority. 
              
 
              
Watching the DVD though, 
                it does come as a bit of a surprise 
                that there is no applause after Act 
                1. We move straight through to Act 2, 
                where Sidhom and Borowski, against crepuscular 
                reds, appear with Sidhom a believable 
                manifestation of evil. If only Gabriele 
                (Rendall) had the dramatic power to 
                convince us of his jealousy, or the 
                lyric breadth required for his aria 
                (‘Giusto cielo’). 
              
 
              
Act Three reminds us 
                of the excellence of the chorus - initially 
                off-stage, blessing the wedding of Gabriele 
                and Amelia. It is perhaps in this act 
                that, musically, Verdi begins to look 
                forward to his greatest achievements. 
                For example, the way silence plays an 
                important part in dysjunct lines allotted 
                to Simon. Simon’s blessing of Gabriele 
                and Amelia (here with one hand on each 
                head) is a lovely moment, yet here it 
                could carry so much more significance 
                than Pasquetto allows. In comparison, 
                the purity of Prokina’s reaction is 
                almost cruel in its beauty. 
              
 
              
Simon Boccanegra 
                is a remarkable piece of music and a 
                remarkable piece of theatre. It is also 
                problematic in its mix of political 
                intrigue and more human relationships. 
                All credit to Elder and his forces for 
                giving it a performance of such conviction. 
              
 
              
Colin Clarke