Enescu's Oedipe - photo ROH/Clive Barda |
Reviewed by Robert Hugill on May 26 2016
Star rating:
A chance to reassess Enescu's important yet rarely performed opera, in a spectacular new production
Johan Reuter - Enescu's Oedipe - photo ROH/Clive Barda |
Oedipe had a long gestation period, finally being premiered in Paris in the 1930s. Since then it has been an opera more admired than loved, and needing a baritone singer willing to champion the taxing title role. The opera works partly because Enescu's collaborator, librettist Edmond Fleg, created such an intelligently dramatic libretto, in four acts, based on Sophocles plays, Act One fills in the back story with Oedipe's birth and the fateful prophesy, Act Two takes the adult Oedipe from Corinth, where he grew up, to Thebes with the encounter with the Sphinx en route. Act Three is the plague in Thebes, ending with Oedipe's self-blinding, and Act Four is the ending at Colonnus.
Sarah Connolly - Enescu's Oedipephoto ROH/Clive Barda |
Enescu has given each act a particular character, with the first and last more static and oratorio like, whilst the middle two represent the real heart of the dynamic drama. Alex Ollé and Valentina Carrasco responded to this in striking fashion. For the opening scene we were presented with a huge frieze filling the entire proscenium, which magically came to life. The structure of the frieze was present in the other acts but in the middle two it was shrouded and the characters set in 20th century dress. With the final act the sense of the mythic returned and the characters reverted to the earth coloured historical costumes of the opening act.
This structure enabled the directors to explore the way the mythic elements interacted with the historical present in the story, without pushing the sense of 'relevance' too far. When Oedipe (Johan Reuter) explained to his foster mother Merope (Claudia Huckle) why he could not take part in the celebrations in Corinth because of the prophecy, he did so lying on a couch as if in analysis. And the Sphinx (Marie-Nicole Lemieux) was embedded in a huge World War 2 aircraft (modelled on an American Apache aircraft), and Thebes under the plague was a very 20th century city.
Enescu's Oedipe - photo ROH/Clive Barda |
The performance from Johan Reuter was supremely commanding. In an ideal world I would have preferred a singer with a more French baritone technique, but that is to cavil. Reuter made the declamatory vocal lines profoundly expressive and flexible, bringing a naturalness of utterance. It was a performance which developed in power as the opera progressed, each act introduced us to a different aspect of Oedipe, and Reuter knitted all these into a moving whole.
Enescu's Oedipe - photo ROH/Clive Barda |
Samuel Youn as Créon had an important role, cropping up at dramatic moments and he represented a sense of the opposing forces to Oedipe. The remaining characters each had their moment, Claudia Huckle as psycho-analyst Merope interviewing the troubled Oedipe, Stefan Kocan's finely sung, dramatic watchman in Act Two, the Shepherd (Alan Oke) who is so reluctant to speak in Act Three (another moment of telling drama). In Sung Sim too cropped up at key moments as Phorbas, a character who went from shepherd to Corinthian court messenger, and Nicolas Courjal brought great dignity and a lovely flexible bass-baritone role to the Theban High Priest.
Marie-Nicole Lemieux was terrific as the sphinx, in her World War 2 fighter plane. Taunting and malicious, even in defeat and death she brought a sense of glee as she clearly understood Oedipe's destiny. Sophie Bevan gave Antigone, a real sense of character even though we did not see the drama based on Sophocles Antigone. In the final act she made a fine foil to the now wise Oedipe. And here Samuel Dale Johnson was a highly sympathetic Thesée.
Leo Hussain marshaled his large forces with skill, keeping a sense of pace and drama through the whole piece. There were some moment of real sonic beauty, as well as a sense of the epic. I am not sure that the last act quite achieved the sense of the transfigurative numinous which Enescu clearly wanted, but I would have to experience more performances to be certain, and the fault may be Enescu's.
Oedipe is not an every day opera, and it is to the Royal Opera House's credit that this production brought the piece so thrillingly to life. Following on from their production of Szymanowski's King Roger
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