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William Alwyn's Miss Julie at the Barbican Hall

“Opera is not a play”, or so William Alwyn wrote when faced with criticism that his adaptation of Strindberg’s Miss Julie wasn’t purist enough. The plot is, in fact, largely intact; what Alwyn tends to strip out is some of Strindberg’s symbolism, especially that which links to what were (then) revolutionary nineteenth-century ideas based around social Darwinism. What the opera and play do share, however, is a view of class - of both its mobility and immobility - and this was something this BBC concert performance very much played on.

William Alwyn’s Miss Julie at the Barbican Hall

A review by Marc Bridle

Above: Anna Patalong (Miss Julie) and Benedict Nelson (Jean)

Photo credit: Tom Howard

 

If Strindberg and Alwyn do differ slightly in how they tackle the class issue in Miss Julie, it’s probably down to the almost century-old difference between when both the play and opera were written. Miss Julie’s aristocratic values, and her lack of modernity, are widely derided by Strindberg just as Jean is seen by him as more fit to thrive because he is breaking through those tight-knit social barriers. It seems almost inevitable to Strindberg that Miss Julie will fail, and Jean will triumph as the old order is turned upside down. Alwyn has almost seventy years of social change to draw upon; for Alwyn, Miss Julie’s very lack of modernity and her inescapable bonds to her social class become much more tragic, just as Jean’s new-found status is motive enough for cruelty.

Alwyn Ensemble with BBCSO Oramo.jpgEnsemble. Photo credit: Tom Howard.

All of this, of course, makes for either good theatre or good opera. Strindberg’s play is certainly notable for being very compact; it’s arguable that Alwyn’s opera isn’t always. The addition of a fourth character, Ulrik, only alluded to in the play, substituted in full for the chorus of villagers by the composer, adds some heft to the narrative of Alwyn’s opera which doesn’t always work in its favour. As a device, he seems rather Falstaffian - though lacks almost everything Falstaff does to warrant our attention. In an opera that is already saturated with allusions to drink - and in Kenneth Richardson’s concert production almost literally so, with bottles of beer, wine and potion as copious as the dramatis personae itself - Ulrik seemed like overkill. Strindberg had alluded to the invisible count by his boots and gloves - Alwyn keeps these symbols of oppression in his libretto but doubles it up by giving him a motif - a bell-like triad - within the orchestra as well. I often wondered if Ulrik might have been better served this way, if at all.

If there are failing in Alwyn’s handling of the plot, the music he wrote for this opera is often of a very high order. He was of the view that some of what he composed was radically new - the use of anticipation in the music, for example, by giving rhythm to a significant phrase before it is sung; this sometimes works in the opposite direction as well. His implication that motifs were somehow revolutionary disregards almost all of Wagner, however. But the score is extraordinarily lush, unsurprisingly cinematic in its scope and detail given that Alwyn is probably best known for his film scores. The orchestration is ravishing in its precision - you could hear the harp every time, for example, and I suspect what Alwyn was doing in the orchestra was mirroring the lucidity and clarity of human speech which is also completely crystal clear.

But you sometimes wonder when listening to Alwyn’s Miss Julie just how short on inspiration he was without the music so many composers had written before him. There’s Stravinsky’s Firebird (the opening of Act II), a shocking reference to Puccini immediately followed by a direct quotation from the Trio of Der Rosenkavalier (Act II’s ‘The Scum on the Surface of Water’) - and it goes on, Salome, Tristan, Troilus and Cressida, the film music of Herrmann (Hangover Square, and the tenebrous ‘Concerto Macabre’) and hints of Ravel and Szymanowski. There are waltzes (of the Richard Strauss kind) but they are never fulfilled - their glory is that they collapse, incomplete. Despite all this wash of theft it’s still impressive and completely absorbing to hear.

Jean and Kristin.jpgBenedict Nelson (Jean) and Rosie Aldridge (Kristin). Photo credit: Tom Howard.

Sakari Oramo didn’t so much conduct this music, he caressed it, coaxed it out of a BBC Symphony Orchestra on magnificent form. You sometimes wished the orchestra had been arranged differently - divided violins, cellos seated in the middle and basses along the top to give a slightly more balanced depth to the sound. That richness of the lower strings seemed just a little out of kilter, something which might well addressed in the recording which is imminently to be done.

The singing was also of the highest quality. Benedict Nelson (a very short notice replacement for Duncan Rock) as Jean was so dominant he was in danger of overshadowing everyone else. The role is a gift for a singer capable of expressing the breadth of this character’s journey - from a subtle, if Don Juan like charm, to a brutal callousness and cruelty. In one sense, Nelson’s performance lived the text - even in this minimalist staging he was magnetic enough to throw off the advances of Kristin, the plain cook with whom he is romantically entangled, to embrace, like a chameleon the next moment, the forbidden love of Miss Julie in an entirely erotic way. Nelson’s high, slightly heroic, baritone (impeccably phrased) was persuasive enough to suggest his Straussian hubris and his new-found virility. Nelson’s gritty performance was quite some way from being even close to Strindberg’s idea of a man with dreams of cosmopolitanism - rather, this was dripping in anger and an almost off-hand suggestion Miss Julie commit suicide. It chilled to the bone.

Anna Patalong’s Miss Julie relied in part on her ability to navigate the spread in intervals that Alwyn wrote for the part - that she coped with superbly. I was less certain she managed a clarity of diction, sometimes sacrificing that for an aristocratic tone. But her voice had a glorious tonal middle which hugged around the strings, or the solo violin which so often accompanied her singing. This, too, was a performance of considerable subtlety. Perhaps helped by the fact she is married to Nelson, the sexual chemistry between the two was highly charged and her singing in the ‘Midsummer Night’ aria had every suggestion of fecundity and freedom to it. If her seduction of Jean seemed particularly real, so did her suffering as she faces the choice of suicide - though Jean’s massacre of her finch (in Strindberg) or her dog (in Alwyn), and Miss Julie’s hysterics because of it, has always struck me as a ludicrous plot addition.

Rosie Aldridge’s Kristen didn’t really deviate from being an entirely memorable nag. Jean mentions that she is often enough, and Aldridge was both witty in her acting and dour enough in her phrasing to bring the cook to life. Samuel Sakker’s Ulrik, bawdy, devious, teasing and with a bright tenor, rounded off a cast of singers which really didn’t have a single weak link.

Given it has been over twenty years since this opera was last heard, and forty since it was first recorded, this BBC concert was, in a sense, overdue. This was an exceptionally fine performance, even it doesn’t quite stand as a masterpiece of British opera in ways that Walton’s Troilus and Cressida, Tippett’s Midsummer Marriage, or many of Britten’s operas do. The Philharmonia recording, made in 1977, is magnificent - I suspect the forthcoming BBCSO one, based on this concert performance, will fully equal it.

Marc Bridle

William Alwyn: Miss Julie

Miss Julie - Anna Patalong (soprano), Jean - Benedict Nelson (baritone), Kristin - Rosie Aldridge (mezzo-soprano), Ulrik - Samuel Sakker (tenor); Director - Kenneth Richardson, Conductor - Sakari Oramo, BBC Symphony Orchestra.

Barbican Hall, London; Thursday 3rd October 2019.

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