Lyrics by DuBose Heyward and Ira Gershwin - Libretto by DuBose Heyward.
Porgy, a crippled beggar - Eric Owens (baritone); Bess - Laquita Mitchell
(soprano); Serena, Robbin’s wife - Inez Matthews (soprano);
Sporting Life, a dope pedlar – Chauncey Packer (tenor); Crown,
a stevedore - Lester Lynch (baritone); Jake, a fisherman - Eric Greene
(baritone); Clara, Jake’s wife - Angel Blue (soprano); Maria,
keeper of the cookshop - Alteouise de Vaughn (mezzo); Mingo - Michael
Bragg (tenor)
rec. San Francisco Opera, June 2009.
Gershwin’s
Porgy and Bess has
been ‘lucky’ in terms of audio recordings: I got to
know it properly through Sir Simon Rattle’s very fine EMI
recording, which followed a run of acclaimed performances at Glyndebourne.
There was also a Decca recording led by Lorin Maazel and the conductor
of this present performance, John DeMain, was responsible for an
RCA recording with his Houston Grand Opera company: I’ve never
had the chance to hear either of those recordings though I’ve
read good things about them. However, the work has not fared so
well on DVD and the only version of which I’m aware is a studio-made
performance onto which the Rattle audio recording was dubbed with
results that have been widely criticised as less than fully satisfactory.
Into the breach steps this new San Francisco Opera version and,
frankly, I suspect it would sweep the board even if it faced far
greater competition. It was recorded live at performances given
at San Francisco Opera in June 2009. One of those performances,
on 24 June, was
reviewed
by Harvey Steiman for MusicWeb International Seen and Heard. The
score isn’t quite presented complete: there are some cuts,
the most obvious of which is the Jasbo Brown piano episode immediately
after the orchestral introduction; instead the production moves
seamlessly into ‘Summertime’, sung fervently by Angel
Blue. I must admit that any instances of surgery to the score didn’t
really trouble me at all, and perhaps that in itself is a tribute
to the sweep and energy of the performance. The other thing to point
out is that the opera’s three acts have been rearranged into
two: the break comes after Crown has reclaimed Bess on Kittiwah
Island.
There isn’t a weak link in the cast with even the smaller
roles sung and acted marvellously – for instance, the cameo
role of the Crab Man is filled by a terrific tenor, Ashley Faatoailia.
All the main characters are superbly done. Lester Lynch is a fearsome
presence as the malevolent bully, Crown while Chauncey Packer portrays
Sportin’ Life as the flamboyant chancer that he is –
Packer’s ‘It ain’t necessarily so’ is funny
and mocking while ‘There’s a boat that’s leavin’
soon for New York’ is full of cynical insinuation and manipulation..
Karen Slack is a wonderful Serena. In the wake scene for Robbins
her searing grief is very affecting. Best of all is the Gospel fervour
she brings to ‘Doctor Jesus’ at the start of what is
Act II in this production. I also enjoyed Eric Greene’s portrayal
of Jake – ‘A woman is a sometime thing’ is just
great – and I was moved by Angel Blue’s portrayal of
his wife, Clara. Incidentally, at the height of the hurricane scene
Clara’s vain and doomed attempt to rescue Jake is most imaginatively
depicted. Laquita Mitchell is wonderfully convincing as Bess, first
appearing as the tipsy, tarty ‘lady’ on Crown’s
arm, her vivid orange dress matching her hair colour. Then she finds
stability and happiness briefly with Porgy and is genuinely moving
in the way she depicts how she’s torn between fear –
and need – of Crown and her yearning for the simple life with
Porgy. Finally, though, Sportin’ Life’s happy dust and
the allure of the bright lights of New York turn her head.
Dominating the whole production is the Porgy of Eric Owens. He’s
a big man in every sense and his voice fits the part like a glove.
He takes centre stage right from the moment he first limps on and
the opera revolves around him. He is completely convincing in the
way that he acts the part and his singing is superb. The rapturous
duet with Bess, ‘Bess, you is my woman now’, is a true
highlight of the show, as it should be. Towards the end of the opera
his desperation and anguish when he comes back from his brief spell
in jail and finds Bess gone is very moving and then ‘O Lord,
I’m on my way’ is surprisingly subdued – and feels
just right. This Porgy shows resolution at the end, though we all
know that his task in trying to get to New York, let alone to find
Bess, is well-nigh impossible. This is a Porgy who, throughout the
opera, truly engages our sympathies.
It’s right that bouquets should be handed out to all the principals
but arguably the real heroes and heroines of this production are
the chorus. They are truly superb and they are directed quite magnificently.
The singing is impeccable and often really fervent – sample
the revivalist fervour of the scene over Robbins’ body or
the upbeat ‘O, I can’t sit down’ which teems with
vitality. The scene where the community is sheltering from the hurricane
is shattering, the chorus completely believable. And it’s
not just their singing: the way they move is marvellous too. The
choreography is spot-on and the way in which the chorus is directed
ensures that their hugely important role in the proceedings makes
a terrific impact.
All aspects of the theatrical side of the production are expertly
handled. The large sets are simple and flexible and are atmospherically
lit at all times. The production is updated to the 1950s: I’m
not quite sure why but this decision is in no way detrimental to
the opera. Best of all, the production is blessedly free from directorial
conceits. Francesca Zambello has clearly thought deeply about the
opera but having done so she has taken the decision to let it speak
for itself rather than seeking to impose any sort of weird and wonderful
director’s theories upon it. The production is direct, clear
– and masterful. The direction of the production for the screen
by Frank Zamacona is just as successful. The camera work is expert,
focussing the viewer’s attention at the right place at the
right time and also giving us a compelling view of the production
as a whole.
Finally, everything is right in the pit. I suspect that John DeMain
may have been invited to conduct this performance because the General
Director of San Francisco Opera, David Gockley, spend over three
decades in a similar role at Houston Grand Opera, during which time
DeMain served as Musical Director for some 18 seasons. Gockley chose
his conductor for this production very wisely. DeMain has long experience
of conducting this opera. My goodness, it shows. He gets razor-sharp,
idiomatic playing from the orchestra and the coordination between
pit and stage is evidently flawless. The performance is zesty and
crackles with energy. It also has huge romantic sweep and ardour.
DeMain, Zambello and the cast understand that this is a big opera
in the great tradition and they play it as such.
The Blu-Ray disc gives an excellent, crisp and vibrantly colourful
picture and the sound is excellent. I was gripped and moved by this
performance and I urge you to see it. My colleague Robert J Farr
made this a
Recording of the Month a few weeks ago. I can
only second his enthusiasm. Bravo, San Francisco.
John Quinn
Previous review (DVD):
Robert
J Farr (an April Recording of the Month)