Gounod’s Faust has a particular place in my affections. 
                  In the early 1950s, having attended one of Gigli’s farewell 
                  concerts - only Frank Sinatra managed more - and being used 
                  to listening to opera arias at home, my parents took me to my 
                  first live opera, a performance of Faust performed by 
                  Sadler’s Wells in Manchester. The cast was memorable. Harvey 
                  Allan as Mephisto, Roland Jones in the eponymous role and the 
                  redoubtable Amy Shuard as Marguerite. The production was made 
                  more memorable by the use of ultra-violet light. Mephistopheles 
                  flashing and glowing eye effects remain with me in memory sixty 
                  years on. In those far away 1950s Gounod’s Faust was 
                  one of the most popular operas in the repertoire. A new production 
                  at New York’s Metropolitan Opera in 2004, where the work had 
                  not been seen for a number of years, was the 714th - no less 
                  - by the Met since 1883; no wonder it was once called the Faustspielhaus! 
                  Rather suddenly it seemed to fall out of fashion among those 
                  in control of opera houses. It was deemed rather trite by cerebral 
                  conductors and critics who clamoured for new works and a move 
                  away dependence on those from the 19th century. A production 
                  at English National Opera in 1985 restored the spoken dialogue 
                  to reveal a significantly different work, an Opéra comique. 
                  It did not, however, presage a revival of interest. My last 
                  live performance of Faust was by Opera North in 1991 
                  with an excellent cast of Richard Van Allan, Anne Dawson and 
                  Arthur Davies. Whilst not as memorable as my first, the production 
                  was sensible and recognisable although it did not include, presumably 
                  because of cost, the ballet. Meanwhile whilst the Verdi renaissance 
                  now has all his twenty-eight titles on CD and the welcome Rossini 
                  renaissance has gathered pace, Faust continued to gather 
                  dust. 
                  
                  Faust was composed for the Théâtre Lyrique in Paris in 
                  the opéra comique tradition with spoken dialogue. However, 
                  Gounod’s intentions were butchered by the management and the 
                  diva with the result that the premiere in 1859 was not as the 
                  composer intended. Over the next ten years, as Faust 
                  was seen and acclaimed all over the world, Gounod added to and 
                  amended the score to meet the needs of various singers and managements. 
                  The ballet was added for production at the Paris Opéra. In consequence 
                  there is no definitive version of the work. With much autograph 
                  material in private hands none seems likely. The timing of this 
                  performance indicates some cuts to normal fully-staged versions 
                  and certainly is not as complete as many CD recordings such 
                  as that on Teldec (4509 90872). Contemporary reviews questioned 
                  some cuts, and their rationale, particularly the omission of 
                  Marguerite’s Ils ne revient pas and Siébel’s Si le 
                  bonheur. 
                  
                  When Covent Garden announced this production under Antonio Pappano, 
                  its Musical Director, I thought it might presage renewed interest 
                  in the work. It has hardly seemed so. When it was announced 
                  that it was to be broadcast on terrestrial television in the 
                  UK by the BBC - not something that happened very often - I didn't 
                  feel like Nostradamus in predicting a DVD version. It is just 
                  that it has been a long time coming. Perhaps its appearance 
                  on EMI rather than Covent Garden’s own Opus Arte indicates delicate 
                  negotiations relating to artists’ contracts. Anyway, filmed 
                  in High Definition it is technically superb viewing via 
                  my Panasonic up-scaling Blu Ray player and latest LCD/LED television. 
                  
                  
                  This Covent Garden production is set and dressed in the time 
                  of the work's composition rather than the medieval period of 
                  Goethe's conception and Gounod's intention. The late Patrick 
                  Connor’s booklet essay gives a picture of Paris in the period 
                  before Baron Haussman’s revitalisation of parts of the city 
                  during the Second Empire. The purpose of the essay is questionable 
                  given that Marguerite is here somewhat idiosyncratically and 
                  exquisitely dressed and coifed. It also seems to be in contradiction 
                  of the production’s set and milieu as well as the dress of the 
                  other locals. A note on the chequered early history of the opera, 
                  and its change from an opéra comique, would have been 
                  more germane. Nonetheless the other costumes and sets were such 
                  that I could easily recognise the opera as Faust. Méphistophélès’s 
                  six costumes, including appearing in drag complete with tiara 
                  in the Walpurgis Night (May Day night) scene (Disc 2 Ch.9) is 
                  a little over the top. The acrobats and dancers in the Kermase 
                  (Easter Fair) with its Cabaret Enfer is well done with 
                  the chorus singing a vigorous student drinking song (Disc 1 
                  Ch.5 as they do later in the Soldiers’ Chorus (Disc 2 Ch.3). 
                  
                  
                  The orchestral playing under Pappano's is variably paced with 
                  some rather fast tempi at times, but overall the dramatic portrayal 
                  is outstanding as is the contribution of the chorus, so important 
                  in this opera. The solo singing is more mixed but never less 
                  than good. Alagna as Faust is a little dry-toned at the start, 
                  but his idiomatic French is easy and fluent and his portrayal 
                  believable as an old stooped man regretting his lost youth, 
                  albeit in close-up his face could have been more lined (Disc 
                  1 (Ch.1-2). His transformation into the ardent young virile 
                  Faust after Méphistophélès has shown him a vision of Marguerite 
                  is well managed and his skipping a cartwheel a bonus as to the 
                  wasted energy of youth (Chs.3-4). Alagna delivers an eloquently 
                  phrased Salut! Demeure chaste et pure, (Ch.14) which 
                  is rapturously received. As Marguerite, Angela Gheorghiu is 
                  rather too knowing in The King of Thule and somewhat 
                  over-avaricious as she surveyed the jewels (Chs. 16-17). Nonetheless 
                  her singing is fluent, pure-toned, eloquently phrased throughout 
                  and with a nice trill. Some of the best singing of the evening 
                  comes from Simon Keenlyside, in a consummately acted portrayal 
                  of Valentin, Marguerite's brother. His Avant de quitter 
                  (Ch.6) is smooth, full-bodied and rounded of tone; it is a major 
                  vocal highlight of the performance whilst his duet with Sophie 
                  Koch’s Siébel through to Valentin’s death (Disc 2 Chs.4-7) is 
                  a sung and acted highlight. The Méphistophélès of Bryn Terfel 
                  is, as one might expect of this Welshman of the theatre, a histrionic 
                  tour de force. His size, stage presence and flexibility 
                  of facial expression suit the part like a glove. His French 
                  is good and both Song of the Golden calf and Serenade 
                  (Disc 1 Ch.7 and disc 2 CH.5) are well phrased and expressive. 
                  However, in the ultimate analysis his sonorous bass-baritone, 
                  no matter how well he colours his tone, lacks the sheer heft 
                  that a full bass could give the part although on DVD his acting 
                  powers obscure that deficiency in some degree. His limitation 
                  is most evident, maybe not helped by his costume either, when 
                  Méphistophélès taunts Marguerite as she comes to pray and his 
                  demons dance around; the brief scene does not chill the spine 
                  or make the hairs stand up as it should (Disc 2 Chs.1-2). 
                  
                  McVicar is renowned as an innovative director and the production 
                  revels in a gothic, seamy Second French Empire setting. As with 
                  most modern producers there are seemingly illogical idiosyncrasies 
                  such as Siébel having a wooden leg and yet being required to 
                  push and ride a bicycle. Similarly, a bearded hairy-chested 
                  Terfel in drag is largely pointless; it would have been better 
                  if he had looked a little more like a traditional Old Nick at 
                  that point as he raises the spirits of hell for Walpurgis Night. 
                  As to this Mephisto’s attempt at a bit of nooky with Martha, 
                  I thought it was only others that Méphistophélès led into temptation 
                  in pursuit of their souls. 
                  
                  Although the booklet gives the essay in English and a brief 
                  synopsis in French and German as well as English, there are 
                  no mentions of the set or costume designers which I provide 
                  above. Likewise the lack of Chapter details in the booklet is 
                  a serious deficiency not obviated by the brief synopsis. These 
                  act details are as follows; Act 1, Disc 1 Chs. 1-4. Act 2, Chs.5-10. 
                  Act 3. Chs.11-23. The final two acts are on disc two with Act 
                  4 on Chs. 1-7 and act 5 on Chs. 8-15. 
                  
                  Competition on DVD is sparse. Faust has fared badly in 
                  respect of reasonably modern versions with an acceptable cast. 
                  The VAI version recorded in Japan in 1973 has embedded Japanese 
                  subtitles that remain on screen. However, its cast of Alfredo 
                  Kraus, Nicolai Ghiaurov and Renata Scotto would be difficult 
                  to match today (see review). 
                  The 1985 Vienna production by Ken Russell, the enfant terrible 
                  of English music films, is issued by DG. It features Bénackova’s 
                  vocally admired Marguerite, Ruggero Raimondi camping up Méphistophélès 
                  and Francisco Araiza in the title role (00440 073 4108). 
                  
                  Robert J Farr