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At the End of the Rainbow
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Género | Classical |
Formato | NTSC |
Idioma | Alemán |
Descripción del producto
This documentary shows a new perspective on the personality and oeuvre of Richard Strauss, who saw himself as the last great composer at the end of an era, at the end of the rainbow. This carefully researched production presents spectacular hitherto unreleased pictures of Richard Strauss. Among others: a live recording of the premiere of the Olympic Anthem at the Berlin Olympic stadium in 1936. The very first performance of this piece ever to be heard, performed by the Berlin Philharmonic and a choir of 1000 singers, conducted by Richard Strauss himself. These spectacular and rare pictures are embedded in interviews with relatives, famous musicians and Strauss experts, including Christian Strauss, Stefan Mickisch and Brigitte Fassbaender. Director Eric Schulz is an acclaimed documentary film maker whos first two films, Carlos Kleiber Traces to Nowhere and Herbert von Karajan - The Second Life both attracted worldwide attention and were rewarded with various prizes, including the ECHO Klassik and the Gramophone Award.
Detalles del producto
- Relación de aspecto : 1.78:1
- Idioma : Alemán
- Dimensiones del producto : 1,78 x 19,05 x 13,72 cm; 50 g
- Número de modelo del producto : 34049401
- Formato de medios : NTSC
- Fecha de lanzamiento : 28 abril 2015
- Subtítulos: : Español, Inglés, Francés, Chino
- Estudio : C Major
- ASIN : B00U2MTL42
- Número de discos : 1
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Strauss was not the worst collaborator by any means, if he was strictly speaking a collaborator at all, though one image of him with Hans Pfitzner standing at his side in the midst of other committed Nazis is hard to take. Strauss's relationship with the Third Reich was complicated. Yet he did take on a prominent bureaucratic role under it, one he came to find increasingly uncomfortable. The film's attitude is to render him almost entirely inculpable for these acts by either not mentioning them or mentioning them briefly and then ignoring them. He was certainly not blameless. No doubt his position was fraught, since he had family members to protect. But that fact can explain or justify only so much.
The movie concentrates on only a few of his pieces, many of which come back again and again. Most are not among his best, like the overwrought Alpine Symphony and often kitschy Also Sprach Zarathustra. Yet you will learn almost nothing about them. The commentators are uniformly glib and repetitive, emphasizing mostly matters of rhythm or baton technique and so on. The pianist in the bunch seems to be something of a Neo-Nietzschean himself, at least he makes a great deal about Strauss relationship to that philosopher. But the same man also hears biographical matter in almost every bar Strauss wrote. It is obvious nonsense, so overboard does he go in pursuing the analogies. He also states, somewhat offhandedly, that because Strauss was a great family man he was a great composer. The two, for him, apparently go hand in hand. This is more than worshipful. Its evocation of the doctrine of the Volk and the family at the heart of it is maddening.
Besides, one need only to counter his argument with two names, far greater composers than Strauss: Beethoven and Brahms.
This flirting with rightwing opinions is the case with several of the other commentators as well. Make no mistake. Whether it means to or not, this movie has politics. A few comments by the same Nietzsche man have an unmistakeable anti-Semitic cast to them as well. Listen to how he emphasizes that Schoenberg was a Jew at one point and how he champions Strauss as an anti-Christ. His interpretation of the opera Salome, though he says he is quoting Strauss, is similarly tainted. He seems almost unaware of the implications of his way of putting things. I'd say this was true for many of the rest as well, excluding Strauss's grandson and Fassbaender, who mostly makes scary faces and sighs in rapture.
Brigitte Fassbaender, an artist I have long admired, has become, in this film, almost a caricature of herself, mugging and wildly gesticulating. You'd think she was performing Clytemnestra still. The young singer she's instructing is quite good, but almost is never allowed to finish anything. And what is the point of filming her riding on a train or in a car. This same happens to her accompanist. Both journeying take up a lot of useless footage. And what are these interludes between the great retired singer and her novice student meant to be saying about Strauss, especially when no song is sung complete? It's puzzling.
The two actors who read from letters and diaries by Strauss and his wife make you wince from their over acting and reacting. Like everything else in the film, their segments seem to follow no chronology. Why are they shown walking down a corridor together? There is an enormous amount of pointless footage throughout the movie. What they read seems to lead nowhere, to have no thematic shape to it at all, though again there is a great deal of mugging and mewing by both of them, cute little glances and looks back and forth.
And the film does not know how to end. It returns to the beginning, the line from Strauss about how he is the end of the rainbow arcing from the Greeks to him. But then it keeps on going. The most poignant shot is of his wife Pauline at her husband's funeral. That is moving to see. But then, at the real end of the movie, the final shot is of a crucifix. Why, when so much is made about Strauss's anti-Christian views (views that are quite well known to anyone who knows anything about Strauss at all), is this the last image we see?
All of the commendations, again excluding the grandson and Fassbaender, sound as if they had just come from some stuffy Teutonic musicological conference whose topic is that all music is finally German and only German music counts. Strauss was the last in that great line, the end of the rainbow which began over the mountain in ancient Greece. Strauss's beloved Greece was, of course, largely a Greece that Germans, at least since the Romantics, had made up. It was true of Hölderlin, for example. So it becomes Western Culture itself that is at the end of the rainbow.
This notion, Strauss's own, is nonsense, of course. German Culture is not Western Culture and Germany art continued after the war was over. Strauss seemed to mourn far more intensely for what he regarded as the loss of that culture than he did for the many, many millions his country's war had killed and murdered. But, in any case, Western Culture is not German alone, Western music is not German alone, and the world of the East is not even acknowledged in such cultural solipsism, a solipsism which this film seems not just to accept but endorse.
That position is also nonsense, of course. But it would not have sounded out of place in Germany in the thirties and forties. Neither would much of this movie.
Richard Strauss said of himself that he was not a first rate composer but a first rate second rate composer. He wrote a lot of important music, especially many of his songs and a handful of his operas. His late work may be, strangely, among his best and most moving, Capriccio and the Four Last Songs, for example. I suppose it could be said that Die Frau was affected by the First World War; it makes a kind of plea for upping the birth rate. But he was a composer as a composer mostly detached from the world around him. He was no great thinker. Nor was he the greatest composer of his time, a position that the film assumes, summoning Glenn Gould as its authority. I won't make my own list. That would serve no purpose. But that assumption in the film underlines how hagiographic it is. With such a complex figure as Richard Strauss, both aesthetically and ethically, that is an unhelpful attitude to take and makes this movie at times very hard to watch and listen to.
Il estimait, à juste titre selon moi, qu’il était « à la fin de l’arc en ciel » de l’Art occidental, qui avait débuté avec les anciens grecs, donc avant le christianisme, d’où sa musique crépusculaire de sa fin. Je ne suis pas sûr que les sérialistes et autres docécaphonistes aient une plus grande postérité.
En allemand ou en anglais, avec sous-titrages en français. Très recommandable à tout amateur de la musique de ce génie, à l’air de notaire de province.
Hier wurde versucht, insgesamt Lebenswerk, Wirkung und Person zu erfassen. Im Großen und Ganzen ist dies mit ein paar Kritikpunkten gelungen. Im Gegensatz zu der Werkdokumentation über Wagners Ring von Eric Schulz, bei der 90 Minuten für jeden Teil der Oper zur Verfügung standen, ist eine Doku über ein Lebenswerk von Strauss sicher schwerer in den Griff zu bekommen in den 97 Minuten Laufzeit. Stefan Mickischs Beiträge haben mir wie beim Ring auch hier wieder besonders gut gefallen.
Eher unangenehm fand ich z. B. die vielen Großaufnahmen vom Gesicht und Mund der jungen Sopranistin Emma Moore während ihrer Unterrichtsstunden bei Brigitte Fassbänder. Sie übt dabei Lieder von Richard Strauss ein.
Das Interessante war, Emma Moore bei ihrer Reise nach Dresden zu begleiten und ihre Impressionen zum Ort und Richard Strauss.
Wie hilfreich die vielen Großaufnahmen der Gesichter u. a. von Brigitte Fassbänder und ihrem gigantischem Mund sind oder ihr ekstatisch zuckendes Gesicht während des Beobachtens von alten Richard Strauss Filmdokumenten, empfindet vielleicht jeder anders. Ich fand es zumindest nicht notwendig.
Ich hätte mir stattdessen manchmal mehr Fakten zu Strauss gewünscht. Die Dokumentation setzt aber sehr auf Impressionen, was an sich bei Strauss nicht verkehrt ist. Seine fragwürdige Rolle im Dritten Reich wird ausführlich thematisiert, ist aber immer noch sehr respektvoll Strauss gegenüber, konfrontative Härte wird vermieden.
Ansonsten gibt es etliche historische Filmaufnahmen vom dirigierenden Strauss, die durchaus sehenswert sind und Beleg für seine minimalistische Dirigierkunst. Hinzu kommen kurze historische Opernszenen aus dem Rosenkavalier und Salome. Die von zwei jungen Schauspielern gelesenen Briefe von Strauss und seiner Frau wiederum zeichnen ein interessantes Portrait der nicht unproblematischen Ehe der beiden.
Insgesamt ist es eine respektvolle Verneigung vor dem Meister und durchaus gewinnbringend. Wer aber eine klassische Dokumentation mit vielen Informationen oder auch grafischen Übersichten erwartet, dürfte eher enttäuscht werden.