Showing posts with label In Search of. Show all posts
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Saturday, 30 August 2014

August 28th 2014

Very sad news: the wonderful Frans Brüggen – the conductor of the Orchestra of the 18th Century without whom I doubt I could have made my films on Mozart, Beethoven, Haydn and Chopin – has died.  I would recommend anyone visit the orchestra of the 18th century website. Follows is a fine obituary from the UK’s Telegraph. See the original here.

Frans Brüggen,who has died aged 79, was a Dutch recorder player, conductor and musicologist who brought the recorder out of the classroom and into the concert hall as a serious musical instrument.
 
Later Brüggen explored more carefully how the instrument was used in the baroque era, while pushing for its acceptance as a modern instrument — including commissioning works from composers such as Louis Andriessen and Luciano Berio (notably Gesti, which tests the performer’s powers of control and interpretation). Indeed, Berio once described Brüggen as “a musician who is not an archaeologist but a great artist”.  Along the way Brüggen founded the Orchestra of the Eighteenth Century, spearheading the move away from the luscious accounts of Mozart, Haydn and Beethoven that had become popular in the first half of the 20th century and towards a realisation of how the music would have sounded during the composers’ lifetimes.  He and his colleagues went further still, reimagining works by Mahler, Bruckner and even Debussy on instruments of the 18th century, offering a fascinating — if not widely accepted — interpretation of their possibilities. Such innovation helped him to avoid being labelled purely as an early music specialist; indeed, he was once dubbed a romantic of the historical performance movement.  Yet Brüggen was by no means a lone voice in the early music wilderness, and his extensive recording legacy includes accounts of Bach, Telemann and Vivaldi with other pioneers of authentic interpretation, such as Gustav Leonhardt, the harpsichordist, and Anner Bylsma, the cellist.
 
Tall, elegant and with big hands, Brüggen cut a striking figure. Whether surrounded by an orchestra or alone with only his recorder, he could hold an audience spellbound as he transported them towards the 18th century. His English was carefully spoken, and on stage he radiated charisma. Unusually for a wind player, he would sit, rather than stand, his long legs crossed and his recorder held, noted the author Joel Cohen, “at an odd and slightly defiant angle to his mouth”.  Thanks to the marketing machine of Telefunken, with which he made more than 50 discs, the Dutch media dubbed him the John Lennon of classical music.  That he went along with such promotion is indisputable; yet he never compromised the intellectual rigour of his approach. Asked in 1987 whether he preferred playing the recorder or conducting an orchestra, he replied: “The recorder for me gives body to a physical, corporeal love, and the orchestra makes corporeal a spiritual love. And love is composed of these two aspects. I am in love with both.”
 
 
 
 
Frans Brüggen was born in Amsterdam on October 30 1934, the youngest of nine children. He claimed that boredom during the war, when many Dutch schools were closed, led him and his brother Hans to start playing the recorder. As noted on Thwaites's blog, Brüggen said: “I immediately fell in love with that instrument and tootled my way through the rest of the war years.” He came to the attention of Kees Otten, the first Dutch professor of recorder, studying with him from the age of 14 and through his student years at the Amsterdam Conservatory. “Kees gave very good lessons,” he recalled, “but straight away I wanted to be better than him.”   By the age of 21 Brüggen, who also read Musicology at the University of Amsterdam, was a professor at the Royal Conservatory in The Hague, by which time he was giving serious consideration to the role of historical instruments in the interpretation of older music.   He was first heard at the Wigmore Hall in 1957, when he appeared with the Telemann Trio, deftly switching between flute and treble recorder throughout the concert. Over the next few years he often appeared with Janny van Wering, a Dutch harpsichordist. But sometimes — such as in 1966 — Brüggen struck out alone. “This might have made for monotony,” noted one critic, “but for the two facts that he was a fine artist, able to transcend all the instrument’s legendary limitations, and that he enlivened his programme with two avant-garde works specially written for him.”  One of the characteristics of the Orchestra of the Eighteenth Century, which he created with the musicologist Sieuwert Verster in 1981, was that it used word of mouth (no auditions) to recruit the finest period instrument players to work together for a few weeks at a time. Another was that the proceeds of their concerts were shared equally among all the performers, including the conductor. “I earn the same as the second clarinet,” Brüggen told The New York Times in 2008.   He brought the orchestra to the Proms in 1996, having made his first appearance at the Albert Hall in 1993 conducting Beethoven’s Choral Symphony with the Orchestra of the Age of Enlightenment, with which he was joint principal guest conductor with Simon Rattle. A decade later he conducted the OAE in the South Bank’s “Haydn; The Creative Genius” series. He also maintained a long relationship with the Scottish Chamber Orchestra and was visiting professor at Harvard University and the University of California, Berkeley.

 
 
 

Tuesday, 17 September 2013

The Esterhazy Palace, Eisenstadt, Austria. 16th September 2013


In the endless to-ing and fro-ing of our busy lives, it’s easy sometimes to miss the special moments. If I have to rush out of my house one more time with my laces undone because ‘I don’t have time’ to do them up, I think I might just curl up in a ball in a quiet corner somewhere and hide. Things now are SO busy that I work in 15 minute blocks. It’s presumably how a politician feels…endlessly trying to clear their in-tray and ministerial boxes. Therefore (get to the point Grabsky!) I made sure that I noticed and appreciated the fact that right now, as I write, my IN SEARCH OF HAYDN is playing in so-called Haydn Hall in the very palace in Eisenstadt, Austria where Haydn himself lived, composed and performed for so many years (on and off for 40). Indeed, we’ve made history tonight: this is the first film ever shown in this famous and revered hall. The Director Dr Walter Reicher of the Haydn Festival should be rightly proud of pulling this all together. It looks and sounds fabulous – and a real honour. Indeed, it was a thrill to see our film being sold as the key biographical film in the Haydn House and here in the Palace shop too. That’s true also in the houses of Beethoven and Mozart in Vienna and Salzburg – and for me that’s worth more than any great review or chunky award. If I can manage that for the Chopin film, I will be so pleased. On the other hand…I am also sad that the hall tonight is not busy. In fact, it’s a poor turn-out as the photo shows. Maybe 100 people. I’d really expected a sell-out. Monday nights in the drizzle are not ideal for films perhaps, especially as the festival lasts three weeks and the weekends are very busy but still…Now I’m beating myself up thinking why didn’t we send more flyers, hustle more radio, do more social media, etc, etc. I had a screening last night in Lewes (near Brighton) of Manet and again it was a small showing. I admit there was a big storm outside but still! I’ve had full and I’ve had not-so-full and I know which I prefer….I also screened The Boy Mir last week…so a lot of cinema showings going on and more coming up. All this while finishing VERMEER (October 10th release) and editing IN SEARCH OF CHOPIN…and signing up lots of major galleries for next year’s EXHIBITION ON SCREEN. There really are not enough hours in the day.

 


Friday, 30 August 2013

25 August 2013

Hello - now, I don't want to make you all jealous but I'll take that risk: what’s your favourite phrase? One of mine is without doubt this one (which I had a few days ago at Heathrow Airport): ‘Due to overselling of seats on your flight, you have been upgraded to business class’. Yes, how sweet is that! My other two favourites are: ‘…and here at Old Trafford it's 6-1 to City’ and ‘we’ve put on more encore shows as they’ve been selling out’. What are yours? New York went well: I particularly enjoyed a visit to the Avery Fisher Hall to hear the wonderful Louis Langree with the Mostly Mozart Festival Orchestra and Isabelle Faust playing violin. It’s funny how these things work out – I have (almost by chance) been listening and re-listening to Mozart’s 5 violin concerti and, in New York for a screening, I was offered a ticket to this concert and lo and behold it’s the Violin Concerto no 5. It’s not my favourite of the five but it’s lovely of course. The programme notes make a fair point that ‘Mozart’s fifth and last violin concerto, composed just eight months after the first, caps what must be the most remarkable process of artistic growth ever recorded in a set of contemporaneously composed works.’ After the interval, Louis Langree and the orchestra played a fine rendition of Beethoven’s 5th. The only thing I found strange is that he – like so many other conductors – walked straight out and crashed straight into those famous chords without a pause of a beat – or even letting the audience prepare themselves and stop coughing. It’s almost as if conductors want to get those chords out of the way as fast as possible. Maybe it’s me but I’d hold my hands aloft until there was total silence in the hall. The screening had been earlier in the day – IN SEARCH OF BEETHOVEN – and it was completely sold out (part of the Mostly Mozart programme). The film – screened off digibeta – looked absolutely gorgeous and sounded super. To any film-makers out there, what ever you do, don’t finish and relese your film until you’re confident you can sit and watch it five years later and still love it (or feel you couldn’t have done any better). The audience were very enthusiastic and the Q&A and DVD signing afterwards went on for a good hour. Hopefully next year they’ll show Haydn which deserves much more distribution than it’s had. It was nice at the screening to have people coming up to say they’d seen and enjoyed the Manet and Munch film – and were looking forward to Vermeer on October 10th. Not so nice were the reports of half-empty cinemas…I really need to double our efforts to get folk to fill those empty seats. I mean, who could not be thrilled to see Vermeer’s paintings in HD on the big screen? When you look around and see the multi-million dollar Hollywood films filled with gunshot and gore....Sure does make you wonder…. Then travelled to Toronto for a Q&A of Manet hosted at the excellent Cineplex cinema chain. Very enjoyable and the film, screened off blu-ray this time, looked stunning. I've been working on Vermeer and know that it going to look really great too. He really has to be one of the greats. I've been reading a fantastic book I'd like to recommend - KANDAK by Patrick Hennessey. It's among the best books I've read about Afghanistan - and there is a rapidly expanding genre of Afghan-lit to choose from. Every so often, when I can tear myself away from the emails and paintings, I day-dream about going back to Mir's village and sharing one of those delicious Kebabs with him ....

Thursday, 30 May 2013

28 May 2013 - 6 editors

I realised this morning that I have 6 editors all hard at work on various projects! That's unusual for us...and very exciting.  There's Tom working on the Munch film - which goes to cinemas June 27th (and varying dates). There's Angus working also on Munch and the trailer for the Vermeer film (October 10th and varying dates). There's David working on two super trailers for Exhibition and Concerto. There's my long-term colleague Phil beavering away on In Search of Chopin. There's Clive stitching together some Leif Ove Andsnes piano concerti. Finally there's Dave post-producing EXHIBITION: GREAT ART ON SCREEN - the Munch film & the Munch pre-film (the quiz that precedes the main film).   I could easily spend all day running from edit suite to edit suite.  To me, edits are where films are made. I know it's been said many times but it's true. A great director can't save a poor editor but it sure can work the other way around - and often does.  All the above-names editors are experts in their field and I love to improve my own skills by taking on board their ideas and craft.  For example, I always tell people that without Phil Reynolds editing my In Search of films I don't know what I'd have...His visual imagination and technical expertise combined make a great mix in the effort to keep the films entertaining and revealing.  I'm sure most folk understand the need for great choice of shots and clever cutting of them together - but editing is far, far more than that.  On a theoretical level, one has to understand (consciously or not) the science of semiotics - what images actually mean alone and in concert with others.  But on a more instinctive level, the choice of music, the grade, the audio FX, the space between words, the decision when to be wide or when to be close, etc, etc, etc....  I can bring Phil all the concert footage in the world and all the leaves and clouds (!) but sometimes it feels as if I have brought him a lot of random words and a story structure and then asked him to write a best-selling novel with it.  I absolutely love this process though. With the In Search ofs I know for sure that there is a really strong film there, it just needs to be teased out slowly.  And of course one feels the pressure of knowing that, really, no-one has made a film about these composers in quite this depth and with quite this need to get it right for the premiere screening and those screenings in 10, 20, 30 years time... I have that feeling right now with Chopin. What a wonderful composer - I just have to get it right (or as right as we can) to be fair to him and his legacy.  Films in both cinemas and TV these days are seen as disposal, throw-away, insubstantial...I have exactly the opposite view which frankly makes me a bit of an old dinosaur...but a relatively content one!