Concerts such as these – without 
          theme or structure – rarely work and this one was no exception. Taken 
          out of the context of the film itself the music can often seem fragmented 
          – rather like Wagnerian ‘bleeding chunks’ – and even more problematically 
          lack drama and tension. Choice of repertoire is also a crucial factor 
          and in most cases the excerpts performed at this concert were not among 
          their composer’s best scores for film. It can make for a depressing 
          evening. 
        
        British orchestras have a lucrative 
          side business in playing film scores and the LPO is no exception to 
          this, having in recent years provided the soundtracks for Howard Shore’s 
          incandescently dark score for the Lord of the Rings trilogy, 
          as well as for Shore’s score of Cronenberg’s The Fly. There, 
          the playing is committed which was not always the case during this concert.
        
        Of course, some of the composers 
          on display here knew how to compose a suite – and Vaughan Williams’ 
          Coastal Command is a paradigm film suite (unlike the ones which 
          followed, Elmer Bernstein’s The Magnificent Seven and Nino Rota’s 
          La Strada). Coastal Command is not one of the composer’s 
          best scores, although it is highly charged (if a little too Waltonian 
          at times), but its overwhelmingly British tonal world discharges much 
          of the drama that might be apparent in favour of occasionally saccharine 
          pastoral passages. Bernstein’s suite was played in too slapdash a fashion 
          to give the necessary dynamism to the music, whereas Rota’s, whilst 
          displaying that composer’s innate classicism, proved troublesome in 
          the dashing carnival scene. 
        
        Much better was Trevor Jones’ 
          ‘Elk Hunt’ and ‘The Kiss’ from The Last of the Mohicans, the 
          former piece dark hued and tonally dense (in the manner of his score 
          to From Hell) so its sweeping drama was always apparent. Bernstein 
          appeared in the second half with his ‘Suite of Waltzes’ from The 
          Age of Innocence played with an authentically elegant touch. John 
          Williams’ ‘Adventures on Earth’ from E.T. is typical of the composer 
          at that time – but is surely music that work’s best with the image of 
          the film in front of one.
        
        The piano has always been an instrumental 
          part of film music (from at least since the early 1940s when David Lean 
          expropriated Rachmaninov’s Second Piano Concerto (undeniably great film 
          music) for Brief Encounter). It has been hit and miss since. 
          Nyman’s music from The Piano, reworked into a concerto, has always 
          sounded second rate and did so on this occasion; in contrast, Richard 
          Rodney Bennett’s ‘Theme and Waltz’ from Murder on the Orient Express 
          is in a different league, even if the piece in concert is played in 
          a re-orchestrated form which underplays the work’s natural opulence. 
          Much better to try and get hold of the rare CD of the score played by 
          the Orchestra of the ROH Covent Garden (coupled with Rota’s equally 
          memorable score to Death on the Nile).
        
        The odd chunk out in this concert 
          was Richard Bissill’s Rhapsody for Piano and Orchestra which 
          aspires to film music but isn’t. Written for this concert’s soloist, 
          Philip Fowke, it seems to have remained unplayed for many years until 
          this, its first, performance. Bissill’s mistake in his programme note 
          is to state the following: ‘My Rhapsody…is romantic and dramatic 
          in style and very much in the same mould as these two film pieces [The 
          Warsaw Concerto and The Dream of Olwen]’. It is nothing of 
          the kind, of course. Most striking about the piece is that piano and 
          orchestra seem rarely to play together – it sounds like a series of 
          cadenzas stitched together with orchestral interludes. Richard Addinsell 
          and Charles Williams composed genuinely symphonic concertos and Bissill’s 
          work, even with its virtuosic piano writing (and fistfuls of octaves 
          are plentiful), pales beside both. 
        
        The shortcomings of this concert 
          were many, not least in the prosaic conducting of Dirk Brossé 
          and his patronising cues to the audience. But it is worth the orchestra 
          remembering that just as poorly performed classical music can alienate 
          audiences so can poorly performed film music. If we had say just one 
          great piece on the programme (and why not have had Bernard Herrmann’s 
          undeniably brilliant Concerto Macabre from Hangover Square) 
          it might have put a different complexion on events. 
        Marc Bridle