For more than fifty years after its premiere in Paris 
          in 1859, Gounod’s Faust was the world’s most popular opera. As 
          Richard Osborne’s chattily informative booklet note tells us, it was 
          "a landmark in French operatic history and a manifestly attractive 
          score, whose long-standing popularity in France is understandable but 
          whose success abroad was sensational". This phenomenal popularity, 
          and wealth of memorable set pieces, led to Enrico Caruso, Geraldine 
          Farrar and Marcel Journet recording extended highlights as early as 
          1909, and complete versions appeared from the early years of electrical 
          recording (there is a decent sounding Paris Opera set from 1931). 
        
 
        
For many, the present set, a stereo remake of an earlier 
          recording by the same team, remains the safest all-round version the 
          gramophone has yet provided. The earlier 1953 set has much going for 
          it, with the three principals in glowing form, but the mono sound is 
          a bit constricted and boxy. Five years on, the stereo sound is remarkably 
          full-bodied and detailed (certainly in this new transfer), and save 
          for a touch of pre-echo in loud passages, is perfectly acceptable, with 
          virtually all traces of tape hiss removed. The only real problem is 
          the many tape edits, which are fairly obvious throughout, though one 
          does get used to them. 
        
 
        
The conducting of Cluytens has been rather sniffily 
          described as ‘workmanlike’ and (even by Osborne) as merely ‘dependable’. 
          He knew the score inside out by this time, and where others may hear 
          a tired over-familiarity, I hear a well-shaped, dramatically intense 
          account. This is apparent from the start, where the adagio introduction 
          glowers menacingly, its many Wagnerian overtones played up rather than 
          down. The various waltzes, dance episodes and faster choruses are paced 
          with great exuberance, and he gets excellent results from his orchestra. 
          You will hear many ‘wobbly’ solos (bassoon, a very ‘French’ horn, reedy 
          clarinet etc.) but this adds to the authentically Gallic feel of the 
          whole thing. 
        
 
        
The principals were, by this time, famous in their 
          various roles, and this shows in the intensity of the characterisations. 
          Victoria de los Angeles had made her Marguerite debut in 1949 (where 
          the 41-year-old set had infamously collapsed), and her testing opening 
          is superbly judged. The well-known Jewel Song, its coloratura difficulties 
          daunting to this day, is exemplary. She sang this role in many famous 
          productions, notably the Met. in 1953, where Pierre Monteux conducted, 
          Peter Brooks directed (controversially updating it, as he has done since) 
          and Jussi Bjoerling sang Faust. Later, the rising young star, Nicolai 
          Gedda, took over the title role, and the Met audience so took to the 
          pairing of Gedda and de los Angeles, that they dubbed it the Vikki and 
          Nikki show. Gedda was the tenor ‘find’ of the early 1950s, and his beautifully 
          natural head voice, unforced top end and natural feel for the language 
          (he was a gifted linguist) made him perfectly suited to Faust. His Act 
          One duet with Mephistopheles is wonderfully dramatic and effective, 
          and all his set pieces (particularly ‘Salut, demeure chaste et pure’) 
          show no problem with the cruelly high tessitura. 
        
 
        
The Devil has all the best tunes (so the saying goes) 
          and that vocal actor supreme, Boris Christoff, has divided opinion as 
          Mephistopheles. "…villainously bad French" wrote one critic, 
          "a Chaliapin impostor" said another. Even a recent opera guide, 
          whilst giving this set top recommendation, finds Christoff "way 
          over-the-top, roaring and bawling his way through the score". Well, 
          to be frank, it is not subtle, but with an instrument like his, who 
          cares? His presence is overwhelming and immediate, as it should be, 
          and the sparring with Gedda is the sort of spine-tingling exchange you 
          simply don’t get anymore. 
        
 
        
Of the smaller parts, I was particularly impressed 
          with Ernest Blanc, a singer I found a little bland in some later recordings. 
          He is on top form here, comfortably rising to top G sharp in his ‘Even 
          the bravest heart may swell’ (to give its slightly dated English translation). 
          He performance is as effective as any of the big names. 
        
 
        
This is an obvious contender for a Great Recording 
          of the Century, whatever some may think of Cluytens or Christoff. It 
          is typically well packaged, with full text and translation. Despite 
          competition from some modern sets (Carlo Rizzi on Teldec, Richard Bonynge’s 
          all-star Decca production), this is the one to have, especially at medium 
          price. 
        
  Tony Haywood  
        
John Phillips has also listened to this recording 
        
  
        
 
        
This is the classic de los Angeles set of Gounod’s 
          masterpiece, conducted by the much underrated André Cluytens, 
          with authentic French forces supported by a few international soloists. 
          It is issued in the ‘Great Recordings of the Century’ series and whilst 
          this set does not really qualify as "Great" it is certainly 
          very good to be able to welcome it back into the catalogue again. 
        
 
        
It has been available in various guises over the years, 
          but has not been out of the catalogue for long at a stretch. This is 
          probably the most luxurious package we have seen. Accompanying the set 
          is a very full libretto, in German, French and English, together with 
          a comprehensive scenario of the plot plus a detailed discussion of the 
          performance and a description of where it fits in recording history 
          up until its issue date. 
        
 
        
Victoria de los Angeles gives perhaps the most beautiful 
          rendition of the part of Marguerite, and this includes comparisons with 
          modern performances by Gasdia and Studer. She is ably supported by Nicolai 
          Gedda, who was a rising young star when this recording was made. De 
          los Angeles had sung the part first in 1949, many times with Jussi Björling 
          in the theatre as her leading man. The new partnership with Gedda was 
          very well received in the Met and other locations, and this was no doubt 
          the reason for his choice for this recording. This is a re-recording 
          in stereo of an earlier version (with largely the same forces). 
        
 
        
Some commentators have criticised Cluyten’s conducting 
          style as somewhat workaday, and I suppose in some ways it is. I find 
          this a definite advantage however, as the natural beauty of Gounod’s 
          writing is allowed to stand on its own merits. It is not distorted by 
          romantic posturing as in some other recorded performances. There is 
          no doubt that Cluytens inspires the forces of the Orchestre et Choeurs 
          du Théâtre National de l’Opéra to a very high level, 
          and at this period of its life, not many could do this. 
        
 
        
Boris Christoff gives an absolutely superb rendition 
          of Mephistofeles, one which is an example for others to marvel at. His 
          presence in front of the microphone is striking. One can believe that 
          one is actually listening to the Devil. 
        
 
        
Although it is a little churlish to concentrate on 
          some members of the cast rather than others, I must commend the baritone 
          of Ernest Blanc, who makes the part of Valentin his own. It is strange 
          that in the 1860s, Valentin was considered by opera buffs to be a much 
          more important role than it is today, with his death scene being one 
          of the highlights of the score. Here, this scene is done with consummate 
          artistry. 
        
 
        
The EMI (France) recording is beginning to show its 
          age, but is quite acceptable and was produced by that doyen of French 
          producers, René Challan. At mid-price, this is a notable re-issue, 
          and vocally as good as you can get. 
        
 John Phillips  
        
see Great 
          Recordings of the Century