ADAM - Giselle Arthaus DVD 107 289 ; Arthaus Blu-ray 108 049 [RMay] : Classical Music Reviews

Three cheers for Arthaus Musik! Even in these straitened times the company continues to keep balletomanes happy, on this occasion issuing rival Milan and Paris versions of the favourite old warhorse Giselle – though I’ve no doubt that the company assumes, quite rightly, that true fans will want both versions anyway.

The appeal of the slightly earlier La Scala performance lies undoubtedly in its two über-charismatic stars, Bolle and Zakharova. After the earlier release of their fabulous Milan La Bayadère (TDK DVWW-BLLBSC), this Giselle will doubtless consolidate their reputation even further among collectors of ballet on DVD.

Roberto Bolle is impossibly handsome, as well as talented. At the age of just 15, he was selected by Rudolf Nureyev to portray the fatally seductive boy-vamp Tadzio in choreographer Flemming Flindt’s version of Death in Venice. Just a couple of years ago, the world’s leading photographer of homoerotic imagery Bruce Weber produced a premium-priced coffee table volume in adoring celebration of his physique (see here). Quite apart from those looks – and as hardly needs to be pointed out of such an admired and successful artist – Bolle’s physical strength (watch those lifts!) and those long legs, together with his self-evident emotional sensitivity to a role, enable him to dance the role of Albrecht to perfection. In acting the role, too, he has a striking technique whereby his eyes appear to look, but to see nothing - especially useful when conveying the prince’s moral shortcomings in Act 1 and his visual inadequacy in the supernatural episodes of Act 2.

Bolle’s partner here, Svetlana Zakharova, certainly matches him when it comes to being both easy on the eye and accomplished as a dancer. From a technical point of view, her performance is virtually flawless. Where she may be thought by some to be slightly lacking, however, is in conveying the widest range of emotions experienced by the much put-upon heroine – the very aspect of the role that attracts most leading ballerinas to it. In comparison with Roberto Bolle, who offers an interpretation full of natural, “spontaneous” facial expressions and physical gestures, Zakharova is, to be honest, somewhat more limited, except when portraying sadness. She is notably affecting at the moment when her mother explains that she may not dance without endangering her health and also in Act 2’s Grand pas de deux. That emotional deficiency will be emphasised even more when, as we will see, the rival Paris Giselle is brought into consideration.

Milan’s other dancers are generally well cast and technically very proficient. Vittorio D’Amato’s Hilarion looks suitably nasty when required, while Marta Romagna’s imperiously malevolent queen of the wilis looks like nothing as much as Agnes Moorehead who’s just chewed on a particularly bitter olive – and then swallowed the stone. Apart from a somewhat fumbled clasping of hands, Act 1’s pas de deux peasants, Sophie Sarrote and Antonio Sutera, made an especially positive impression. Lesser roles are invariably well danced and the corps de ballet, whether impersonating rather too well dressed peasants in Act 1 or cruel man-hating wilis in Act 2, are fine.

Aleksandr Benois’s Act 1 sets and costumes (late 16^th century?) are visually pleasing. The well lit stage is filled with attractively detailed, realistic scenery, though that does jar somewhat, to my eyes at least, with a rather more impressionistically painted rocky backdrop. I was less struck by the set for the second act, kept very plain with just a few trees and the cross over the heroine’s grave and all bathed in a blue light. The rival Paris production’s set has rather more detail in the background and is more effectively lit.

I was very taken with Tina Protasoni’s direction for TV and video. Camera angles are invariably well chosen and occasionally rather imaginative. There is a striking shot where Hilarion, with massive malevolence and triumph in his expression, presents Albrecht with the sword that is proof of the latter’s nobility. There are, in fact, rather more facial close-ups than one finds in many other ballet recordings. That can be a danger if the performers are hammy or are over-mugging to reach the back stalls, but those dangers are successfully avoided here and I thought that the close-ups added considerably to the on-stage drama.

Having enjoyed the Milan Giselle so much, I had doubted that the Paris version would top it. But, in many respects, I was to be proved enjoyably wrong.

The one obvious area where the French production cannot compete, at least in some respects, is in its lead performers. Bolle and Zakharova simply radiate star quality as personalities and, no matter how fine their ability as dancers, that cannot be said of their rivals Le Riche and Pujol. Nicolas Le Riche – described by Craig Dodd’s witty Bluff your way in ballet (London, 2002) as “a name to drop if ever there was one”, even though it then manages to mis-name him as La Riche – cannot match Bolle’s fairytale princely looks and charisma. Similarly, his movements, while perfectly well executed, lack the wonderful sense of elegance and grace that the Italian’s long legs confer on all his steps and leaps. Le Riche has, though, clearly thought intelligently about his interpretation of the role of Albrecht, making him more of an opportunistic seducer than does Bolle who somehow manages to convince us that the prince of Act 1 does have a sympathetic side to him too.

That Le Riche’s lack of comparable charisma ought not to be an insurmountable issue is proved, though, by the parallel case of Laëtitia Pujol. While she similarly lacks Svetlana Zakharova’s mesmerising on-stage presence, she instead works hard to grab the audience’s attention by the sheer dramatic intensity of her acting. Using a range of finely graded facial expressions, her undeniable charm, and a huge degree of conviction, Miss Pujol makes Giselle into a far more rounded and believable – and an even more sympathetic – character. She emphasises the girl’s mental fragility even earlier and more clearly than does her Milanese rival. Whereas Zakharova offers sadness, Pujol plumbs real depths of pathos.

Of the other main dancers, Hilarion makes a good fist of his role and I find Marie-Agnès Gillot’s interpretation of the queen of the wilis a convincing one – less robotic and unyielding than usually portrayed and still displaying physical and emotional traces of the beautiful young woman she had been in her corporeal existence. Indeed, the Paris director’s concept is clearly that all the wilis had, unlike their Milan counterparts, still retained at least a vestige of their earthly beauty under those severe American Gothic hair-dos that are evidently obligatory for the balletic un-dead. Though it’s a close run thing, I also think that the Paris corps de ballet has the edge, dancing with both grace and energy and developing into more individual and interesting characters than the Italians. Once again, the peasants are a bit too prosperous looking and the costume design goes, I think, slightly awry in Act 1, with Albrecht, among others, looking distinctly 16^th century while the Prince of Courlande and his attendants remind me of portraits of the 15^th century Valois dukes of Burgundy - I knew that history degree would come in useful one day!

The Paris set is quite similar to Milan’s, even to the extent that the quite convincing village huts of Act 1 look somewhat out of place against a more impressionistic backdrop. Paris’s Act 2 set is, however, preferable in that it has rather more atmospheric detail on display at the rear. The beautiful Act 2 lighting – all finely graded shades of grey so that you often feel that you are watching a “black and white” recording – is also far more atmospheric than Milan’s.

François Roussillon’s direction for TV and video is also first rate. He, too, shoots plenty of facial close-ups and his dancers – especially Pujol - show themselves comfortable with the unaccustomed close attention and able to express their emotions to great effect. Camera angles can be quite imaginatively selected too: a few very eye-catching long-shots from above help, for example, to clarify the on-stage action in some of the more congested scenes. Care is also taken to ensure that the supernatural elements of the story are made as believable as possible. Giselle’s “arrival” among the wilis is disguised by a bit of stage “business” elsewhere, whereas in Milan we can clearly see her moving out onto the stage from the wings; similarly, at the ballet’s very end the poor girl’s return into her tomb is suggested by the Paris camera rather than shown, whereas in Italy she disappears downwards through a very traditional stage trapdoor, an obvious solution but one that destroys the illusion and can invite ridicule if not properly effected.

The final difference between these two productions – and one that may well clinch the argument for some – is technical. The Paris production that I have been asked to review is a Blu-ray disc. On my 50” TV screen that produced a markedly sharper and more realistic picture with a genuine sense of “being there”. I cannot pretend to understand the different audio specifications that I have included here, but it is also undeniable that the Paris production’s sound quality is superior, at least if, like me, you play your TV sound through external speakers. Let me stress that there is absolutely nothing wrong with either the picture or the sound from La Scala’s conventional DVD – but I cannot deny that the Blu-ray disc gave me the more rewarding overall experience from a technical point of view.

Thus, in my case, it was a narrow points win for the Paris production. Unlike most potential purchasers, I get to keep both review copies in my collection. I have a sneaking suspicion that, forced to choose just one version, the many admirers of Roberto Bolle’s art – and the many others who, like photographer Bruce Weber, find other reasons to admire him - may well decide the other way.

Rob Maynard

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