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Der Fliegende Holländer, Zurich Opera, Royal Festival Hall | Opera reviews, news & interviews

Der Fliegende Holländer, Zurich Opera, Royal Festival Hall

Bryn Terfel by no means the only treasure on board top Swiss ship

Bryn Terfel as the Dutchman in Andreas Homoki's Zurich Opera productionAll images by T+T Fotografie for Zurich Opera

Much more regularly than the seven years it takes the Flying Dutchman's demon ship to reach dry land, the Zurich Opera steamer moors at the Southbank Centre. None of its more recent concert performances up to now has branded itself on the memory as much as its 2003 visit, when chorus and soloists stunned in Wagner's Tannhäuser. This one will, though: and the wonder of it is that Bryn Terfel's surely unsurpassable Dutchman, condemned to the seas for all eternity unless saved by the faithful-until-death love of a good woman, had other singers to match him.

In the first act, the great Wagnerian of today was hailed and well met by a veteran legend still in good shape (don't basses go on for ever?), 67-year-old Matti Salminen as bluff captain Daland. After an unnecessary interval, foisted by the Festival Hall on a company which at home runs its Dutchman for two and a quarter hours without a break, the platform was then lit up by the Senta of Anja Kampe, one of those performers who seem to project the character's inner life with every committed breath.

Matti Salminen and Bryn Terfel in the Zurich production of The Flying DutchmanThe great overture, Wagner's first signing-in of true genius in 1843, certainly showed off the unusual, cultured tones of the house orchestra, the Philharmonia Zurich, epitomised by the very distinctive timbre of its cor anglais. But conductor Alain Altinoglu seemed more remarkable for elegance than elemental surge, a slight reticence which vanished as soon as the stormy action got under way. The sweetest of light tenors, Schweizer from Ticino Fabio Trümpy, offered the first moment of light relief, ballasted at the other end of the act by Salminen (pictured with Terfel in the Zurich production right), a model of relaxed stage movement and resonant ease who negotiated his Italian opera buffa humour at the start of the duet with surprising agility.

For deep soul, though, we had to wait for the entry of Terfel, a magnificent still presence as always, his monologue drawing us in right at the start with its hollow desolation and rising to cosmic despair with hair-raising stops pulled out at "nirgends ein Grab! Niemals der Tod!" ("nowhere a grave! Never death!"). For a snapshot of Terfel's art, the beginning of the second act duet couldn't be bettered: the evenness of the voice throughout the range in pianissimo demonstrated by the emotion of the opening phrase, a sliver of warmth into the silence, rising to a generous beauty of phrasing as the possibility of redemption comes to seem a reality.

Anja Kampe and Bryn Terfel in the Zurich production of The Flying DutchmanFor all that, this was not so much a moment to admire flawless technique as to melt at a love duet in which the room truly began to spin. Much of the credit for setting that up had to go to the instantly sympathetic Kampe (pictured left with Terfel in the Zurich production), a wonderful Isolde at Glyndebourne and, as Senta, a visionary able to make her dream real in a rock-solid ballad. Her answering phrases in the duet only heightened the magic set up by Terfel, and though those first top Bs at the climax gave her trouble, the rest were brilliantly tackled and dramatically meaningful. Kampe's intonation throughout was as strong and true as her characterisation.

Martin Homrich, a serviceable if rather wide-vibratoed replacement for the advertised Marco Jentzsch as her hapless suitor Erik, provided the necessary foil to her fixation. The final denouement - here using Wagner's hard-hitting original version where Senta's sacrifice results in no post-Tristan floating up to the heavens, presumably an unredeemed ending in the Zurich production - flamed in every department. Kampe electrified her final vows as Terfel generously pushed his voice to a roughness it needed here and the orchestra caught fire.

As always, we marvelled at the Zurich Opera Chorus's burnished agility. Altinoglu accompanied the nimble spin-sters in Act Two with amusing dialogues between bassoons and horns, while the strange meeting of human and supernatural sailors in Act Three was as effective as it can be without the aid of atmospheric production values (though they might have experimented with the Festival Hall spaces more and put the demon crew outside the doors on a higher stalls level instead of onstage). The evening, though, belonged to Terfel, Kampe and Salminen - world-class performances which may be equalled but won't be surpassed in Wagner bicentenary year.

Comments

From what I saw Anja Kampe

From what I saw Anja Kampe was clearly apologetic at her 'curtain call' and appeared to know she had not done well. After a reasonable 'ballad' she had few reliable top notes and her voice was faltering somewhat from the love duet onwards. She sounded more like a high mezzo rather than the voice Senta needs. I am surprised David Nice was so generous about her.

I think she was probably more

I think she was probably more likely overwhelmed by the fact that people first started to rise to their feet in packs - critics included - at her solo 'curtain call'. It might have been an effort for her to 'nail' her top notes after the faltering in the duet, but she got them all and turned it to her dramatic advantage. Such a generous singer deserves generosity in return.

Thanks. I appreciate David

Thanks. I appreciate David that you will have forgotten more about music than I will have ever known. However, if I want drama to have primacy I go to the National Theatre and in an opera concert performance I want to hear the notes the composer wrote sung without any 'faltering' or 'effort'. In this case the drama should be subservient to vocal technique. So, we should be sympathetic about Kampe but not generous.

A performance should be a

A performance should be a performance not a reading of the score regardless of the venue. Thank goodness Kampe took the risks she did to match the extraordinary intensity that Terfel brought to the role of Dutchman. For me, he was beyond perfect and it says a lot that Kampe was a true partner in this extraordinary performance. By the way, Matti Salminen was also superb - even some how efforttlessly incorporating catching his foot on the conductor's podium into his performance.

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