Olivier Messiaen is 
                the next composer to be feted, in a 
                major retrospective at London’s South 
                Bank from February to December 2008. 
                This film, complied from archive material 
                dating back 50 years, and more recent 
                interviews with people who knew him 
                well, comes at an opportune time. Despite 
                his importance in the European music 
                scene, Messiaen is under-appreciated 
                in the UK. 
              
 
              
He was a man so full 
                of paradoxes that no film can cover 
                all aspects of his work in full, but 
                this film is a good, reliable introduction. 
                It’s a good medium through which to 
                approach the composer, who was so fond 
                of images and allusion. Film works the 
                same way, for it, too, uses oblique 
                images to express what cannot be explained 
                in words. 
              
 
              
The film starts with 
                a panoramic sweep over the canyons of 
                Utah, which so inspired the composer. 
                We see the ancient rock formations, 
                and the high peaks. The camera moves, 
                showing the interplay between light 
                and shade, cold and warm colours, jagged 
                shapes and the vast, smooth expanse 
                of the sky. The music playing is "From 
                the Canyons to the Stars". For 
                Messiaen, open wildernesses like these 
                were cathedrals, cathedrals of nature 
                which released the deep, spiritual response 
                that found expression in his music. 
              
 
              
"Man hasn’t been 
                on this earth that long, "says 
                Messiaen, "Before us there were 
                prehistoric monsters, but in between 
                there were birds". "Birds 
                invented the chromatic and diatonic 
                scales, quarter tones, sixth tones, 
                they even invented group improvisation." 
                We see the composer in his "native 
                habitat" in the words, listening 
                to birdsong. We hear what he hears, 
                and then get to see how he’s notated 
                it on music paper – without bar lines, 
                and in distinctive squiggles. Messiaen 
                was a formidably well trained ornithologist, 
                who studied birds like musicians study 
                instruments. Moreover, he was alive 
                to the extreme individuality of each 
                bird, and heard each one even within 
                the cacophony of a dawn chorus. This 
                intent listening forms the basis of 
                so much that is characteristic in his 
                music. Detail matters. Densities are 
                built up from small, precise particles. 
                Yet Messiaen isn’t merely transposing 
                bird song, but recreating its spirit 
                in terms of orchestral music. "A 
                landscape painter doesn’t photograph 
                a landscape", he explains, "he 
                renders the effect of a landscape". 
                We can hear this in footage where Boulez 
                and Aimard, two of the composer’s closest 
                associates, play several pieces. 
              
 
              
Each note is lucidly 
                clear, yet vivid. Later there’s a shot 
                taken from a bird’s eye view, way up 
                above the piano. Aimard’s fingers move 
                across the keyboard, with the jerky 
                but natural movements of a bird. It’s 
                almost certainly not conscious, as Aimard 
                is playing intuitively, not literally. 
                Later we see a young Nagano conduct 
                a rehearsal in the composer’s presence. 
                Much has been made of how Messiaen influenced 
                others like Boulez, Cage, Stockhausen, 
                Xenakis, Benjamin, and Murail, but less 
                of his more oblique influence on performance 
                practice. These films clearly demonstrate 
                how much modern conducting has evolved 
                out of Messiaen’s ideas. His reasons 
                for detailed, lucid precision become 
                clear. This is not soulless, cerebral 
                music-making at all. On the contrary, 
                it’s intensely organic, and clarity 
                of detail, in music as in nature, is 
                fundamental. 
              
 
              
Ultimately, Messiaen’s 
                fascination with birds and nature is 
                just a facet of his much further-reaching 
                fascination with spiritual depth. He 
                was interested in Japan, not just because 
                of its exotic sound-worlds, but because 
                the Japanese had "an innate sense 
                of the sacred". Like the Japanese, 
                Messiaen believed in communion with 
                nature. He was an extremely devoted 
                Catholic, for whom all things represented 
                God’s work. If the film doesn’t go into 
                much detail about his use of gamelan, 
                ondes martenot and "alien" 
                sounds, it’s compensated by some very 
                good footage of the composer humbly 
                entering the organ loft, and climbing 
                the narrow stairs to play, alone, for 
                the glory of God and what he so firmly 
                believed in. We hear organ notes held 
                in almost improbably long resonance, 
                while the camera pans from the keys 
                upwards to the gigantic pipes and then 
                skyward, through the light shining in 
                from the stained glass window. The sound 
                seems to exist beyond human and mechanical 
                agency. 
              
 
              
The film tries bravely 
                to assess Messiaen’s ideas on colour 
                and sound.. "Here’s what I see, 
                literally" he says of a score, 
                "Blue-violet rock strewn over with 
                little grey cubes. Cobalt blue, Prussian 
                blue, with purple-crimson reflections, 
                black, white and silver stars … but 
                these are colours of music. If you tried 
                to reproduce them on canvas they might 
                be horrible, because they’re not that 
                kind of colours, they’re musician’s 
                colours not painter’s colours". 
                Since all people perceive colour differently, 
                this is still one of the trickier aspects 
                of Messiaen’s ideas to come to terms 
                with. Because there’s so much archive 
                material available, it’s used in the 
                film, but I’m not sure how it would 
                be possible to explain the concepts 
                except by suggesting that they reaffirm 
                the composer’s essentially intuitive, 
                impressionistic approach. 
              
 
              
This film is valuable 
                for its archive footage of live performance. 
                They’ve been edited by someone who understands 
                the critical points in the music and 
                what the performers are doing. The interviews 
                are also very useful, and the landscape 
                photography is dramatic. In a short 
                film like this, you can’t really expect 
                too much detail without losing the bigger 
                picture, and there are constraints based 
                on what’s available in the archive. 
                But that’s fair enough, as there’s so 
                much to listen to and learn that this 
                serves as a taster to spur you on. For 
                me, it’s wonderful just to see the footage 
                of Messiaen and Loriod in the woods, 
                tracking down birds, and listening. 
                Later, Messiaen is at home on the terrace 
                giving an interview, while the birds 
                in his garden join in, interrupting 
                most appositely. 
              
Anne Ozorio