Shaw in his preface to 
Saint Joan was extremely 
          rude about Schiller’s “witch’s cauldron of romance” 
          which constituted his play 
The Maid of Orleans. “Schiller’s 
          Joan”, he observed tartly, “has not a single point of contact 
          with the real Joan, or indeed with any mortal woman that ever walked 
          the earth. There is really nothing to be said of his play but that it 
          is not about Joan at all, and can hardly be said to pretend to be; for 
          he makes her die on the battlefield, finding her burning unbearable.” 
          One can only imagine what he would have said about Verdi’s treatment 
          of the subject - for although his librettist Temistocle Solera denied 
          any connection with the Schiller play, his boiling-down of the subject 
          has too many points of resemblance with it to be a mere coincidence. 
          As it happens he would not even have been aware of the existence of 
          the score, which was believed to have been lost (apart from the Overture) 
          before it was revived for Renata Tebaldi in 1951. It didn’t reach 
          the stage in London until a student production in 1966. 
            
          Solera’s adaptation reduces the story of Joan of Arc to a feeble 
          and rather brief operatic plot, with only a very tangential reference 
          to historical accuracy; but it does contain two elements which would 
          strongly have appealed to the young Verdi. In the first place it continues 
          the theme which runs so vibrantly through his early operas from his 
          ‘galley years’, that of a nation struggling for freedom 
          against an alien oppressor. Secondly it contains yet another of his 
          portraits of a father and daughter at odds with each other and finally 
          finding reconciliation. At the point in the coronation scene where father 
          and daughter confront each other, Verdi’s music suddenly catches 
          fire in a superb 
concertato and thereafter maintains a high level 
          to the end. The opera was highly popular in the nineteenth century, 
          but was frequently performed with a new plot and amended text under 
          the title of 
Orietta di Lesbo, which would at least avoid any 
          suggestion that the subject matter of the work was the career of Joan 
          of Arc. 
            
          Be that as it may, Verdi hardly achieves in this score the mastery of 
          his themes that was to characterise his later work. Much of the earlier 
          music is frankly pretty vulgar, and the scene in which Joan is tempted 
          by devils and encouraged by angels is laughably meretricious; the booklet 
          quotes a particularly vituperative criticism of this passage by Hanslick. 
          All of that said, the musical performance on this DVD is very good, 
          and Bruno Bartoletti does what he can to tone down the insistent rum-ti-tum 
          of the orchestra. In the opening scene Evan Bowers is a rather epicene 
          Charles VII, but he sings with honeyed tone and produces a good effect. 
          Svetla Vassileva as Joan has an attractively tomboyish look, and her 
          quiet singing is raptly beautiful; but when she puts pressure on the 
          voice, a juddering enters the tone which at times threatens to spill 
          over into a positively Slavonic wobble. Renato Bruson has been around 
          for many years, but his voice remains in good shape despite some occasional 
          suggestions of wear. He produces a real character out of Joan’s 
          father’s annoyingly unmotivated changes of mood and purpose. Both 
          he and Vassileva make the most of their confrontation in the coronation 
          scene, where their singing suddenly achieves a real Verdian momentum. 
          The two other parts are hardly more than ciphers, but Maurizio lo Piccolo 
          and Luigi Petroni acquit themselves well. The chorus, who have a great 
          deal to do, are lustily full-throated and enthusiastic. 
            
          The production is pretty basic, but it gets all the characters in the 
          right places at the right times and leaves them to sing, which is after 
          all what early Verdi is all about. The costumes are authentically fifteenth 
          century, and the scenery is properly atmospheric. 
            
          In his review of the original production in 
Opera magazine, George 
          Loomis referred to Gabriele Lavia’s intention to draw parallels 
          with the Italian 
Risorgimento, but these allusions are hardly 
          noticeable in the video production as seen here. One listens in vain 
          for audible evidence of the use of the harmonium in the chorus of demons, 
          or for the ‘fisarmonica’ in the chorus of angels. 
            
          In a set which constitutes part of a historically informed series recording 
          the complete operas of Verdi, it is slightly alarming to find the booklet 
          note by Anselm Gerhard making reference at some length to an incident 
          at the première of the opera at La Scala on “15 February 
          1841”. In fact the première took place some five years 
          later; and the misquoted date is not simply a misprint, since it recurs 
          in all four languages in the booklet. One other historical inaccuracy 
          should also be noted. The DVD titles refer to the various scenes as 
          
Act One, Act Two, Act Three and 
Act Four; but in fact 
          
Giovanna d’Arco is described by Verdi as an opera in “a 
          Prologue and 
Three Acts”. 
            
          We have hardly been blessed with a superfluity of recordings of 
Giovanna 
          d’Arco. The only studio set is that by James Levine made some 
          forty years ago - his first complete opera recording - but still available. 
          There has been one previous DVD recording, a 1989 production by Werner 
          Herzog (also with Bruson as Joan’s father) which is also still 
          listed. I have not seen this performance since it first appeared on 
          television over twenty years ago, but I do not recall the production 
          as being anything special or as convincing as this. This DVD therefore 
          has the field pretty much to itself, and it is a fully worthy representation 
          of a frustratingly uneven work. 
            
          
Paul Corfield Godfrey  
          see also review of blu-ray version by Robert 
            J Farr