Although I was, I must 
                admit, only at school I can just about 
                recall the televised performance of 
                Owen Wingrave in 1971. It received 
                a rather poor press, I remember. Nevertheless 
                the music made an impression, at least 
                on me, so when it finally came to the 
                Royal Opera House I went to see it on 
                May 12th, 1973. It was conducted by 
                Steuart Bedford with Benjamin Luxon 
                as Owen and Peter Pears as Sir Philip 
                and the Narrator. Suddenly the real 
                drama came alive and the work scored 
                quite a success, although, in truth, 
                it has not quite ranked as one of Britten's 
                best operas. Seeing this, stunning DVD 
                however, I am now entirely won over 
                and I feel that the work has been much 
                underestimated. 
              
 
              
The libretto by Myfanwy 
                Piper is excellent and utterly singable 
                being based on a curious ghost story 
                by Henry James whose ‘Turn of the Screw’ 
                had been used by Britten well over ten 
                years previously. Piper had been responsible 
                for that libretto too. 
              
 
              
The plot concerns a 
                family of lower aristocratic stock who, 
                for generations going back to Cromwellian 
                times, had always fought and died when 
                their country needed them. Owen is at 
                military school when he realizes that 
                this way of life is not for him and 
                returns home to find himself ostracized 
                by family, friends and fiancée 
                Kate. He is a typical Britten character 
                - the outsider within an enclosed society. 
              
 
              
A room in the house 
                is haunted by a vengeful ancestor and 
                Kate wants to test Owen's true mettle 
                by daring him to spend the night there. 
                Owen agrees and allows himself to be 
                locked in. The next morning Owen is 
                found dead on the floor and Kate blames 
                herself; the ancestor has taken his 
                revenge. In this DVD the action is updated 
                to the 1950s from the original Edwardian 
                era. I find this unnecessary and not 
                all that helpful. 
              
 
              
There is nothing 'stagey' 
                about the production. We are in a real 
                live, slightly decaying, country home 
                where the camera is free to roam inside 
                and out. The characters were filmed 
                singing live to camera, neatly allied 
                to an orchestral backing track. The 
                differences in acoustic between singing 
                in the hall and singing outside may 
                seem odd at first but for the most part 
                it works. In any event you soon get 
                used to differing echo effects. Oddly 
                enough Britten's orchestration allows 
                for these geo-physical alterations. 
                The lighting can be very atmospheric 
                especially in the scene on the upstairs 
                landing between Owen and Kate when for 
                a few moments they seem as if they might 
                be reconciled. 
              
 
              
This DVD offers a very 
                strong cast. It is as strong as the 
                one I saw in 1973 which also included 
                Janet Baker as Kate, played here in 
                a wonderfully strong and determined 
                manner by Charlotte Hellekant. Mrs. 
                Coyle, originally played by the much 
                lamented Heather Harper, is sung by 
                Anne Dawson, surely Harper’s equal. 
                I am enormously impressed by a strongly 
                dignified Gerald Finley as Owen, who 
                I have not seen before. Martyn Hill 
                is also memorable in a cameo that brings 
                focus and a lead. Hill’s make-up, by 
                the way, is very impressive. 
              
 
              
I have never thought 
                of Kent Nagano or the Deutsches Symphony 
                Orchestra, for that matter, as Britten 
                proponents. However Nagano’s direction 
                is ideal. He and his orchestra demonstrate 
                real sensitivity to this at times rather 
                fragile music, typical of the sound-world 
                of late Britten. 
              
 
              
In addition to the 
                opera there is a 57 minute Britten documentary, 
                'The Hidden Heart'. This concentrates 
                on Peter Grimes, the War Requiem and 
                Death in Venice and has interviews with 
                those who knew Britten and Pears. The 
                counter-tenor James Bowman famously 
                describes the couple as ‘entirely respectable’ 
                ... ‘Prep school masters’. Rostropovich 
                and Galina Vishnevskaya are also interviewed. 
                Incidentally the subtitles, which I 
                particular needed during the Russian 
                language interviews, were a bit tangled 
                up. The English one came out German, 
                the German as Spanish and the Spanish 
                as French! 
              
 
              
Margaret Williams takes 
                a strongly active approach in direction 
                with quickly moving camera angles, singers 
                singing to themselves to reflect thought 
                processes, voices off and other tricks. 
                Although this might irritate some viewers 
                it should not detract from such an excellent 
                project which might well resuscitate 
                the opera’s fortunes. 
              
Gary Higginson