Documentaries 
                  about musicians that are made and marketed by their recording 
                  companies can be suspect.  This one is more than suspect.  It 
                  is boring. 
                
Hilary 
                  Hahn is an exciting young violinist, one of a group of young 
                  fiddlers that seem destined for great things.  She has a wonderfully 
                  focused tone, technique to burn and an innate musicality.  If 
                  you have heard any of her recordings, you will already know 
                  this.  This film will add little if anything to your understanding 
                  of Hahn's art or her influences.
                
The 
                  cameras follow Hahn on tour to Berlin, Dresden and Hong Kong, 
                  and drop in on a recital rehearsal in Philadelphia and a recording 
                  session in London.  Kent Nagano and Sir Colin Davis give brief 
                  testimonials about her artistry.  There is an obligatory visit 
                  to the Curtis Institute where she trained, but beyond a couple 
                  of sound bites from Curtis luminary Gary Graffman, this visit 
                  tells us little.  The sequence in which Hahn takes the camera 
                  crew for a guided tour of the Curtis Institute feels like padding.  
                  It fills in time, but tells us nothing about the violinist.  
                  Scores of violinists go through Curtis every year.  Few go on 
                  to have careers like Hahn's.  Viewers want to know what it is 
                  that makes Hahn different.  I doubt it has anything to do with 
                  carving the Curtis Halloween pumpkin. 
                
Nor, 
                  it seems, does it have to do with an informed understanding 
                  of the music she plays.  Her commentary on Korngold and especially 
                  on Bach sounds incredibly naļve, though there is no doubting 
                  her instinctive understanding of their music.  She sounds more 
                  comfortable discussing the practicalities of music performance, 
                  whether in relation to interaction with her audience or the 
                  mechanics of fingering when playing Paganini. 
                
In 
                  a sense it is unfair to expect a documentary of this kind to 
                  be particularly interesting.  Hahn is a young trained professional 
                  and has a job as a concert violinist.  Why should a short film 
                  about her working life be any more interesting than a documentary 
                  on a young lawyer of her age?  She has not in her first couple 
                  of decades experienced the political upheaval that that beset 
                  the great violinists of the past, like Menuhin, Oistrakh and 
                  others. 
                
However, 
                  her life has not been without incident.  The makers of this 
                  documentary could have extracted interesting details from her 
                  life or endeavoured to give her story some depth and colour.  
                  After watching this documentary, you will be none the wiser 
                  as to Hahn's family background, or the early influences on her 
                  musical life.  Another tantalising prospect left untapped is 
                  hinted at by the opening credits.  As the film begins and ends 
                  it is Hahn's performance of Edgar Meyer's violin concerto that 
                  we hear.  Meyer wrote the piece for Hahn and she had an important 
                  role in testing the violin part section by section as Meyer 
                  wrote it.  Surely this involvement Hahn's part in the creation 
                  of a new violin concerto – and quite a good one as it happens, 
                  in a minimalist-influenced neo-romantic style – is something 
                  of note.  Perhaps licensing issues between Sony – Meyer's label 
                  and formerly Hahn's – and Deutsche Grammophon are to blame for 
                  the silence on this subject. 
                
To 
                  sum up, even Hahn's most loyal fans will be disappointed with 
                  this documentary. 
                
Fortunately, 
                  there is a saving grace, in the form of  music.  Playing music, 
                  after all, is what Hahn does best, and long after you have resolved 
                  never to watch the documentary again, you can return confidently 
                  to this DVD for Hahn's recording of the Korngold violin concerto.  
                  Hahn's performance of this concerto in concert with the  Deutsches 
                  Symphonie-Orchester Berlin under Kent Nagano is broken up into 
                  its constituent movements and used to punctuate the documentary, 
                  but luckily someone at Deutsche Grammophon realised that the 
                  DVD's attractions would be enhanced by allowing the concerto 
                  to be played through separately. 
                
Hahn's 
                  performance of the Korngold concerto is committed and reveals 
                  her obvious affection for the piece.  As anyone acquainted with 
                  her recording of the Barber concerto on Sony will readily attest, 
                  Hahn's tone and temperament are well suited to bitter-sweet 
                  lyricism, and so it proves again here.  I would not choose to 
                  listen to this live concert performance over Perlman's classic 
                  account on EMI or the recent James 
                  Ehnes recording on Onyx, but it is a performance worth hearing 
                  and rehearing nonetheless. 
                
The 
                  DVD also includes a bonus performance of a Mozart sonata, drawn 
                  from a concert given in Munich in 2005, no doubt linked with 
                  Hahn and Zhu's 2004 disc of Mozart sonatas.  I have not heard 
                  that disc, but while I cannot say that Hahn's tone is harsh, 
                  as Michael Cookson found in his review, 
                  I agree with him that Hahn's Mozart lacks something in sparkle 
                  and variety of tone.  The emphasis here seems to be on beauty 
                  of sound rather than on Mozartian fun. 
                
The 
                  other bonus features are less interesting – a photo gallery, 
                  a promotional video, a list of Hahn's recordings and interview 
                  excerpts that tie in to the Mozart sonata album. 
                
              
For 
                Hahn's fans only, then, and – Korngold aside – perhaps not for 
                all of them.
                
                Tim Perry