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SEEN AND HEARD UK OPERA REVIEW
        The Oxford Revolution
        Voice of Pokayne - Jonathan McGovern 
James Meredith - Marcus Farnsworth
        Die Weisse Rose 
Sophie Scholl - Aoife Miskelly
Willi Graf - Frederick Long
Hans Scholl - Johnny Herford
Christoph Probst/The Evangelist - Stephen Aviss
Alexander Schmorell/The Grand Inquisitor - John-Owen Miley-Read
First Clerk, Prison Guard - Irina Gheorghiu
Second Clerk, Gestapo Officer 1, Janitor - Jonathan McGovern
Gestapo Officer 2 - Maximilian Fuhrig
        Soar to Heaven 
        Li Jingji (Mother) - Irina Gheorghiu 
Wu Taianshi (Father) - Jonathan McGovern
Wu (Son) - Katie Bray
Li (Daughter) - Belinda Williams
Two Younger Children - Hannah Bradbury, Annie Rago
Zhou (Red Guard) - Ruth Jenkins
Red Army Officer 1 - Belinda Williams
Doctor, Red Army Officer 2 - Laura Kelly
Red Army Officer 3 - Irina Gheorghiu
Puppeteers - Helen Bailey, Nicholas Crawley, Kerri-Lynne Dietz, Thomas Elwin, Fiona Mackay, Sarah Shorter
David Pountney (director)
Robert Innes Hopkins (designs)
James Farncombe (lighting)
Carolyn Choa (choreography)
Mark Down (director of puppetry)
Nick Barnes (puppetry designer)
        
        
        Never say never again: Sir Peter Maxwell Davies had declared that Mr 
        Emmet Takes a Walk (first performance, 2000) would be his last 
        music-theatre piece. However, upon appointment to a position at the 
        Royal Academy of Music, Davies first declined and then, five minutes 
        later, accepted: 'OK, I'll do it - but it must be about students and I 
        want to do it with David Pountney … and we should try and do it 
        somewhere else, as well as the Academy, and make it a joint commission.' 
        And so, it has come to pass: Pountney has acted as librettist and 
        director; the Juilliard School has acted as co-commissioner; the new 
        piece is indeed about students, as indeed was Royal Academy Opera's
        
        recent production of Così fan tutte.
        
        Kommilitonen! presents three stories of student activism, an idea 
        suggested by Pountney to Davies on account of its alleged 
        unfashionability. (It depends where one looks really.) In the meantime, 
        however, the idea has become more topical than the creators might have 
        expected. The three stories are those of the Mississippi Civil Rights 
        pioneer, James Meredith (The Oxford Revolution) Munich 
        students' heroic wartime resistance ( Die weisse Rose), and 
        Chinese students turning upon their parents during the Cultural 
        Revolution (Song to Heaven). Short scenes alternate between the 
        three stories, not always 'in turn' - we do not visit China until the 
        fifth scene - but nevertheless so as to provide a panorama of student 
        political experience. The difficulty seems to be how to bring the 
        stories together, and I was not entirely convinced by the synthesis 
        attempted at the end, partly because the 'message' is unconvincingly 
        optimistic - we win because we survive - and partly because the 
        appearance of characters in each others' worlds simply seems forced. 
        Moreover, the superimposition, during the second of the two acts, of a 
        choral voicing of the Passion narrative (in Latin) upon Die weisse 
        Rose, itself somewhat confusingly sometimes in English and 
        sometimes in German, seemed equally forced, though religious and 
        theological concerns have for some time been of great importance to the 
        composer. The introduction of a Grand Inquisitor was, I assume, a 
        deliberate nod to Dallapiccolla's magnificent one-act opera of political 
        commitment, Il prigioniero, or perhaps it was to Schiller, but 
        it seemed a little arbitrary in the face of what otherwise remained 
        realistic, reportage even. When compared dramaturgically with a work 
        such as Il prigioniero, let alone the daring marriage of 
        agitprop and experimentalism in the operas of Luigi Nono, this did not 
        always convince, enjoyable - perhaps curiously so - though it certainly 
        was. Incidentally, I have no idea why Kommilitonen has been 
        translated as 'Young Blood'; it is neither a literal nor a contextual 
        translation. 'Fellow students', or, if one wished to be more 
        'political', '(student) comrades', would surely be preferable. 
        
        What of the music, though? Davies did a thoroughly professional job, as 
        one would expect. The composer has long been associated with music for 
        younger musicians, children included, and with other community projects. 
        This, I can imagine, was a joy for the young musicians of Royal Academy 
        Opera to work upon, nothing too 'difficult', grateful for the voices, an 
        important choral part, and much to enjoy from the (chamber) orchestral 
        standpoint too. Davies clearly did not want to present student 
        performers with something unduly daunting, but at the same time, I could 
        not help but wonder whether something a little less conservative in 
        terms of musical language might have worked. Very little, if any, of the 
        music would have been inconceivable to a composer working in the 1920s. 
        Berg (a honky-tonk piano inevitably puts one in mind of Wozzeck, 
        though there are of course precedents in Davies's work too) and 
        still more so Weill often come to mind in what was in general a frankly 
        tonal score. Britten seemed a guiding presence too. Despite the division 
        into twenty-eight scenes, the two acts are through-composed. There are, 
        though, several memorable moments, not least the choral marching to 
        glorify the Cultural Revolution, and a splendid trumpet solo (very well 
        taken) during the confrontation of the Inquisitor with the Munich 
        students. There is a good bit of parody, long, of course, a 
        preoccupation of the composer; one could not help but smile at the 
        incongruent jazz-band puppetry for the Maoist party scene (no.23). 
        Nevertheless, I equally could not help but wish for the old bite of a 
        work such as 
        
        Eight Songs for a Mad King; it might have been an 
        angry young man's music, a line difficult to sustain forever, but its 
        radicalism still takes one's breath away. 
        
        Davies had collaborated with Pountney before; indeed, he was the 
        librettist for Mr Emmet Takes a Walk. 'I knew,' Davies remarks, 
        'that the stage direction would not be a travesty of text and music'. 
        And the direction did seem to serve the work well - hardly surprising, I 
        suppose, if director and librettist are one and the same person. The 
        stories are generally told clearly and with wit; puppetry, in danger of 
        becoming merely fashionable on the opera stage, does not fall into that 
        trap here. Set designs and changes are skilfully conceived and executed. 
        The intimacy of the Jack Lyons Theatre helps, but great credit is 
        nevertheless due to all concerned. 
        
        Musically, this was very much a company performance rather than any sort 
        of star vehicle, for which enabling credit is certainly due to composer 
        and librettist. It seems in that context invidious to single out 
        particular vocal performers, since all convinced, though I wish the 
        unwelcome trend of having American characters sing in pseudo-American 
        accent might be curtailed. No equivalent was attempted with the German 
        and Chinese stories, so why do so when it comes to the United States? 
        More importantly, however, one truly gained a sense of singers' musical 
        and dramatic interaction, having developed a work from scratch. There 
        were no weak links whatsoever. Jane Glover directed the excellent Royal 
        Academy Sinfonia with verve and formal clarity. 
        
        Mark Berry
      
