After Life, Barbican | reviews, news & interviews
After Life, Barbican
After Life, Barbican
Bravely, beautifully banal new opera about one's last memory
Sunday, 16 May 2010
'After Life': Michel van der Aa's multimedia opera asks the big questions about life and death
"We need to inform you officially. Mr Walter, you died yesterday. I’m sorry for your loss." It comes as no great surprise to learn that Michel van der Aa’s opera After Life is based on a Japanese film. The Borgesian hyper-real scenario, the no-place location and meditative pacing all point, or rather - rejecting anything so crass - bow respectfully to their original source.
Adopting the premise of Hirokazu Kore-eda’s film of the same name, Van der Aa has created a multimedia opera that both asks and answers the question: if you could take only one memory with you after death, what would it be?
While this may sound like the unpromising beginning to a couple of hours of existential meanderings, the result is bravely – and beautifully – banal. A mop is sprawled languidly across an ethnic-print sofa, cosying up to an aged radio; faux-Chippendale chairs jostle for a place with filing cabinets and what looks like a rabbit hutch, and a stuffed dog sits companionably with a standard lamp: welcome to the afterlife, Van der Aa-style.
Rejecting a minimalist approach either to staging or philosophy, the composer fills his opera (and its stage) with the physical stuff of life, the furniture and debris of existence. It is from these unprepossessing objects that the inhabitants of his otherworldly holding room must recreate their memory of choice, preserving it on celluloid to take onwards with them into eternity, assisted by three uniformed officials.
As a student of Louis Andriessen, and trained not only in composition but film-directing and sound-recording, Van der Aa’s trademark is his integration of multimedia elements into his work. Filmed images interact with live action, recorded sound with live music; a better symbol of After Life’s subject matter of the relationship between memory and the lived moment could not be found. This synergy of theme and process is key to the opera’s elegant success – allowing it to enact its own philosophy without the need for either polemic or parable.
Two large screens fill the back of the stage, supplementing the onstage action with a fragmented series of recorded monologues. Four real-life spoken stories are added to the fictional sung ones, adding yet another turn to the narrative screw. In the event it is these true stories whose directness really captures the heart; a middle-aged man recalls his grandfather, an Afrikaner woman expresses her guilt at abandoning her country, and a Second World War refugee from Holland recounts her first conscious sight of her homeland. Most inspired however is the choice of a hilariously self-possessed small boy whose significant memories all involve family pets. Or death. Or, in one gloriously matter-of-fact case, both.
The cast of the much-lauded 2006 world premiere production were all back for this revised UK premiere. Roderick Williams can be relied upon to make expressive sense of even the most bizarre material (as his efforts in Kaija Saariaho’s L’Amour de loin last season at ENO testify), and here, given the platform of a genuinely intelligent text, his English lyricism was at its best. The combination of gravity and youthful energy that he possesses worked well for the figure of conflicted official Aiden, and his vocal control rendered implausibly smooth even the most aggressively disjunct of Van der Aa’s lines. He is strongly supported by Yvette Bonner as his enamoured co-worker Sarah, but I was less convinced by Claron McFadden as the Chief. Her famously flexible soprano voice – she performs in styles encompassing jazz and baroque – here sounded a little woolly and unfocused in the lower registers, though redeemed itself in the undeniable precision of the many vertiginous moments. Among the visitors it was Richard Suart’s Mr Walter who really compelled one's attention, delivering a beautifully understated performance as the man contemplating, and ultimately managing to celebrate, his unextraordinary "so-so life".
It seems odd to set aside discussion of the music itself for so long, yet in many ways this element is subordinate within Van der Aa’s work, the flitting black-clad theatrical minion ensuring that the collective elements of the drama fall unobstrusively into place. This is not music that demands attention, but is rather lovely for all that. Glancing at conventional tonality out of the corner of one eye, it is as though a classical symphonic score has strayed into a hall of mirrors; the arpeggios and key structures are all present but unexpectedly warped and distorted in form, living moment to moment rather than gaining any real horizontal momentum. Although used for the most part as a single textural unit, the orchestra (the regimentally precise ASKO|Schonberg Ensemble under the direction of Otto Tausk) occasionally gives way to a dominant instrumental texture: a harpsichord - astonishingly fragile in this contemporary context - a clamouring horn. And always in the background the pluck and hiss of electronic noises, the gentle reminder of the music to be found in such sound.
At its 2006 premiere in Holland After Life was performed to a capacity crowd, which included (among others) Queen Beatrix. The notion of our own Queen attending at the British equivalent is laughable for its sheer absurdity – a reminder of the rather different national context that has shaped and nurtured Van der Aa and his Dutch contemporaries. The Barbican’s biennial Present Voices series is always a timely look beyond our own backyard (and that of America) and, with a new work by Hans Werner Henze also on offer this season, Euroscepticism may be the order of the day in our politics but not – thank goodness – in our music-making.
- Check out the rest of the Barbican 2010 season
more Opera
Salome, Irish National Opera review - imaginatively charted journey to the abyss
Sinéad Campbell Wallace's corrupted princess stuns in Bruno Ravella's production
Jenůfa, English National Opera review - searing new cast in precise revival
Jennifer Davis and Susan Bullock pull out all the stops in Janáček's moving masterpiece
theartsdesk in Strasbourg: crossing the frontiers
'Lohengrin' marks a remarkable singer's arrival on Planet Wagner
Giant, Linbury Theatre review - a vision fully realised
Sarah Angliss serves a haunting meditation on the strange meeting of giant and surgeon
Der fliegende Holländer, Royal Opera review - compellingly lucid with an austere visual beauty
Bryn Terfel's Dutchman is a subtly vampiric figure in this otherworldly interpretation
The Magic Flute, English National Opera review - return of an enchanted evening
Simon McBurney's dark pantomime casts its spell again
Così fan tutte, Welsh National Opera review - relevance reduced to irrelevance
School for lovers not much help to the singers
Manon Lescaut, English Touring Opera review - a nightmare in too many ways
Grotesque staging sabotages Puccini's breakthrough tragedy
Marx in London, Scottish Opera review - the humour of history made manifest
A capital production of an unexpectedly comic opera
Cavalleria Rusticana/Aleko, Opera North review - a new foil for Mascagni
Overlapping casting in two tragedies of infidelity and jealousy
Così fan tutte, Opera North review - a safe bet
Voices and personalities in balance and contrast in revived Albery production
The Handmaid's Tale, English National Opera review - last chance saloon for sub-Atwood baggy monster
Kate Lindsey is the saving, amazing grace of Poul Ruders’ lumpy music drama
Add comment