Charlotte = cake: “the dresses looked like you could eat them, and everyone wanted a piece of her”

Monday, February 13, 2012

A Night at the Opera: Werther

This post is unforgivably tardy. Better late than never, I suppose, and while my excuses are legitimate they are still excuses. For one thing, my scanner is an incredibly old, fussy thing that doesn’t always work with my new laptop. Perhaps it’s acting out of spite because I abandoned it for a year while I lived in Korea. Perhaps it isn’t super compatible with my Macbook. Perhaps it’s just old. Whatever the reason, even after attempting to restart the laptop and the scanner several times (which was my usual fix), I haven’t been able to get the scanner to talk to my laptop for a couple of weeks now.

How I Imagine My Electronic Devices Behave:

Laptop: I hate that scanner. It’s old and it smells funny and I don’t want to listen to it anymore.

Scanner: Eh? Did you say something, sonny? Where are my pants?

 

The other reason, a bit less legitimate, is that my sketches are terrible. In short: It was dark, I’m severely night-blind, and I should have brought opera glasses or binoculars or something. Noted for next time.

Though failing to capture the awesome visuals that this opera presented (the sets and costumes were wonderful, as far as I could tell, and the photos on some of my fellow blogger friends’ sites confirmed it), I am finally posting the sketchpad drawings, but please be patient and understanding of the fact that I had to take them with my webcam, so they’re not the best quality. Also, pardon the fingers. You can click on the images to make them bigger.

 

First of all, I loved all the kids. The way they lined up, the way they played in the park, the singing. Super adorable. Those costumes! Here is my attempted gestural sketch of the adorableness.

 

 

Now on to Werther and Charlotte. Their romance, at first, was very sweet. A sort of “love at first sight” kind of story. I’m a sucker for romance, even the tragic kind, so this appealed to me quite a bit. We had some hope that maybe, just maybe, things would work out for these two. I tried to capture some of the chemistry there, the lovely gesture of the way they walked down the staircase together, and Charlotte’s pretty party dress (I don’t think I got the design right at all, but as I mentioned, I had to guess a lot at what the blurs on stage were supposed to be).

 

 

I also sketched a bit of my favorite character in all of this, the younger sister (I think the oldest under Charlotte), Sophie. She totally had a thing for Werther, too, and she had a really cute hat with a ribbon on it. More like a bonnet, I guess? I couldn’t be sure, but the huge round shape of it caught my attention. She spends most of the show either mooning after Werther (I guess she likes the emo boys), or trying to cheer people up (both Charlotte and Werther are on the receiving end of her adorable chipperness). She also has a nice chat with Albert, Charlotte’s fiance.

 

And then things got weird and uncomfortable, and I gave up trying to strain my eyes. Werther grabbed Charlotte’s skirt and made her edge away nervously. Werther rolled around on the floor. HE MADE SOPHIE CRY. Everything got reduced to chibis, all the better to express the complicated feelings. So many FEELINGS!

 

 

And then I switched to marker because I couldn’t even see my pencil sketches while I was drawing them (dark room + book light = bright glare on paper = blind artist), and things got really silly. Charlotte was equated to cake (the dresses looked like you could eat them, and everyone wanted a piece of her). Albert’s consoling speech to Werther came off more as gloating and rubbing it in Werther’s face that he couldn’t have the cake Charlotte, and man, what a nice cake it was.

Captions: “Charlotte = Cake” “Man, it is so great to be married to Charlotte. I can only IMAGINE how much it sucks to be you…” “Yeah ok bro shut up.” “THIS CAKE IS SO DELICIOUS AND MOIST!”

 

 

I kind of stopped trying at all after that.

Captions: “Saddest Panda. 2nd Saddest Panda.” “Be happy!” “All the unshed tears fall back onto the soul, and the drops hammer away at a sad and weary heart.”

 

 

Most adorable suicide ever?

 

…What is wrong with me?

In conclusion, DO go see Werther, or any of the other fine productions at the MN Opera House. Better yet, go see all of them. Get some culture in your life. Listen to some amazingly talented performers sing about love and loss and regrets. It’s way cooler than going to see that new Twilight movie. You’ll thank me later.

 

-Maria

“Asking a musician about their favorite musician is like picking the favorite seed in the sunflower.”

An Interview with Roxana Constantinescu

Where would you like to live?

My home now is my dream place. Vienna.

What is your idea of earthly happiness?

I’d have to use lots of commas for this and still never be finished: to live the way I think and feel, to love and be surrounded by my dear ones, to travel, to be always surprised by new ideas, people, to enjoy my freedom, a glass of wine, great food and museums, shopping, new holidays destinations, spa days, sunny days,  good movies, coffee chats with friends, Christmas tree decoration with family and all the simple or big things that bring a huge smile on my face. Plus, let’s not forget my hobby is my work. What can be better?!

Who are your favorite heroes of fiction?

Considering that I haven’t seen one movie with Batman, Spiderman, Superman,  I’d say  Zorro, Robin Hood, King Arthur, Sir Lancelot, Sherlock Holmes, Hamlet.

Who are your favorite heroines in real life?

My mother-for the way she deals with life, with us, and all the women who fight for their freedom, their love, their believes, who show strength and compassion.

Your favorite painter?

Caravaggio and Vermeer. Darkness and light. Can’t choose one over the other.

Your favorite musician?

Asking a musician about the favorite musician is like picking the favorite seed in the sunflower. Impossible. I start naming a few, in a couple of minutes I’ll be sorry for not mentioning others.

The quality you most admire in a man?

Sense of humor.

What is your present state of mind?

I need coffee; too early in the day; relaxed.

What is your motto?

Live with no regrets.

Do you have a website, Facebook fan page, or a Twitter for everyone to follow?

Just started a website: www.roxanaconstantinescu.com  Not finished yet, but almost. Most important info is there.

Favorite behind-the-scenes memory…

You know, every time I live something funny, or different, on stage or off stage, I think: “Ohhh, I’ll remember that for ever!”…but then, the memories start being so many, that it’s hard to put your hand inside the story bag and just grab one. So the next little tale is what comes to my mind now, on Monday at 10:24 am, and it’s about my first meeting with Roberto Alagna.

Imagine the set: 10:55 am on the hallway of the Vienna State Opera. On stage, rehearsal starting in 5’ minutes. The opera: Faust. I am there ready for Siébel, last zip of coffee. Chatting with colleagues. And there he is, Alagna, in jeans, coat, etc. and with a huge white towel over his head, trying to dry, while walking, his long hair. He came straight from the shower (told us afterwards), living across the street. Woke up too late. He introduces himself to each of us, and when he hears my name (typical romanian last name), he starts chatting in the best romanian slang ever. The wife must have been a good teacher. I adored him on the spot. The End. : )))  (next story featuring Roberto Alagna: champagne soup J)

 

It’s fun to watch people misbehave so badly while singing loudly…

Kevin NewburyAn Interview with Director Kevin Newbury

What do you regard as the lowest depth of misery?

Being trapped in an airport.

Where would you like to live?

On the ocean.

Your favorite painter?

Egon Schiele

Your favorite musician?

Madonna (sad, but true).

Your favorite virtue?

Generosity

Your favorite occupation?

Directing, of course.

What natural gift would you most like to possess?  

Perfect memory

Do you have a website, Facebook fan page, or a Twitter for everyone to follow?

www.kevinnewbury.com

How long have you been involved with opera and what drew you to the art form?  12 years.  It represents the best of all art-forms rolled into one.  And it’s fun to watch people misbehave so badly while singing loudly :)

Favorite behind-the-scenes memory…

When I was a senior in high-school, I was in a murder mystery play and we started doing the dialogue from Act Three in the middle of Act Two and we ended up revealing the killer before intermission.   I think the set fell down, too.

 

 

“Talent from all over the world have come together to make the production of Werther possible at the Minnesota Opera.”

Review of Werther at the Minnesota Opera

Werther is an opera in four acts by Jules Massenet to a French libretto by Edouard Blau, Paul Milliet and Georges Hartmann based on the German epistolary novel The Sorrows of Young Werther by Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe.

Talent from all over the world have come together to make the production of Werther possible at the Minnesota Opera.

James Valenti, who plays the title character of Werther, has a voice as impressive and as lovely as the beauty in nature that he sings about.

The dialogue — sang in French — is witty and entertaining in its melodramatic operatic phrasing with subtitles that read, “This is the day Gretchen promised us those lovely Cray fish.”

The opera opens with Werther inside his apartment.  Newspapers tacked to the wall in disarray.  Werther is laying the floor, obviously in despair.

Act 1 opens with the widowed bailiff teaching his young children a Christmas Carol in July. They stand in a picturesque scene of a backyard with an industrial backdrop with a black metal bridge and staircase the runs the length of the stage.

Act 2 opens with a humorous scene of drinking and cheering “Bacchus forever!” as an ode to Dionysus,Wine making and of ritual madness and ecstasy. Werther seems to spend the entire opera in an ode to the god of madness, as he begs for her in a depression that teeters on the verge of suicide if he cannot covet the object of his affection, Charlotte.

The first half is slow; stick around until the second half, and you’ll be glad that you did. The second half has a powerful opening with Werther standing on the bridge (more about that later) in a bright spotlight. The set is pitch black set. Hints of snowfall glow along the perimeter of the lights. The bridge moves back and a mesh screen lifts. Dramatic orchestration builds. Now the real show begins.

The melodrama moves into the realm of ridiculous in Act 3 when Werther holds onto Charlotte’s ankles, begging for her love. They wrestle on the floor in some combination of desperation, lust and anger.

Werther’s props are a mix-match of effective and distracting. For example, a mesh screen is lifted twice throughout the opera, like a fog lifting, revealing a more clear view of the actors. This prop is the best in the show.

A pair of industrial metal staircases connects to a bridge that moves forward and back on the stage. The prop is distracting in that the characters frequently climb up the stairs and descend down the stairs. The staircases are tall and winding, thus it takes a considerable amount of time to travel from the middle of the bridge down to the middle of the center stage. The prop becomes an annoyance when the scene becomes more about characters traveling on the staircase than about the plot and emotion in the scene.

Tickets are still available for the Feb. 2, 4 and 5, 2012 shows. To order, call the Minnesota Opera Ticket Office at 612-333-6669 Mon.-Fri., 9am-6pm.

Werther —or— A Dark Knight at the Opera

Last Thursday I went along with the Black Hat Collective to another preview at the Minnesota Opera.  Our mission:  To draw comics, enjoy the show, and have a fun time —then blog about it!

 
Tonight’s show: 
Werther

Werther (Ver-tur) is an opera by 19th-century French composer Massenet (Massa-nay) based on an epistolary novel (a novel made out of mailed letters, like Dracula) by 18th-Century German author Goethe (Geuh-tuh).

The story is simple:
A gloomy man named Werther falls in love with a lady named Charlotte, but she’s already promised her dead mother that she’d marry a guy named Albert instead.  Charlotte and Albert get married ten minutes in and then everybody cries for an hour.  Then Werther shoots himself.  The end.

Before I show you my cartoons or discuss the opera, I think you should know the back-story behind this play.

Romanticism

Germany, 1774.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe wrote The Sorrows of Young Werther when he was 24.  At the time, he had a mad crush on a woman named Charlotte Buff, and used his book to vent his emotions.  Goethe had considered himself a member of the Sturm und Drang (Storm and Stress) movement, which would later form the basis of the Romantic movement, which deemed everything natural sublime and exalted the extremes of emotion —including angst and depression as well as joy.

 
Werther Fever

When The Sorrows of Young Werther came out, it struck a chord with people everywhere and became super popular.  We’re talking Twilight-popular.  Goethe became a celebrity overnight and “Werther Fever” spread across Europe.  Werthermania inspired young dudes to dress like Werther (early cosplayers), write satirical fanfiction (such as The Joys of Young Werther) and even to perform some of the earliest known copycat suicides!  This was a committed fandom!

Later in life, Goethe would grow to hate Romanticism, calling it “all that is sick.” He wrote that, “If Werther had been a brother that I had killed, I could not have been more haunted by his vengeful ghost.”  Though he also understood that every young person deserves to have an emo phase, saying, “It would be sad if a person didn’t have a time in his life when he felt as though Werther had been written exclusively for him.”

 
Science!

After growing out of Romanticism, Goethe went on to become one of the great Humanist poets.  He wrote works such as the epic 2-part Faust, The Sorcerer’s Apprentice, and many stories, plays, and poems.  He was also a painter and a scientist, and did lots of research into optics, biology and color theory, from which he invented the first symmetrical color wheel.

France, 1887.
100 years after Goethe gave it up, French composer Jules Massenet is still clinging onto Romanticism even as it’s falling out of fashion (its arch-nemesis, Realism, is much more in vogue).  He was a big fan of talented Germans (he had a deep admiration for Wagner) and it was only natural that Massenet turn Werther, the flagship of Sturm und Drang, into an opera.  At 45, Massenet had already made about 17 operas so it’s naturally pretty good music.  He had some trouble getting it performed at first, and halfway through he decided to rewrite it for a baritone, rather than a tenor (the tenor version is still the most common).  When it finally premiered in 1892, Massenet made bank.


Minnesota, United States, 2012.

120 years later, Thomas Boguszewski and sits in on a preview of Werther at the Minnesota Opera in Saint Paul.  He draws some funny cartoons.

 

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“This opera
is about love..”

The show opens up onto a tiny room with all the walls covered in papers (love letters, presumably).  

—Now I know where Baz Luhrmann stole the opening scene for Moulin Rouge.

Soon the actual set appears and it’s pretty nice.  It’s a slim, sparse set in front of a large photographic backdrop of Industrial-Revolution Germany.  There are smokestacks rising above the horizon and heavy clouds.  The gloomy grayscale of the backdrop is offset by the little island of color that Charlotte and her siblings inhabit.

 

In this opera, Werther is quite the Romantic philosopher.  His first song is an ode to the glory of nature, then he sings a tribute to the innocence of children, then he sings about falling in love wit Charlotte because she takes such good care of her younger siblings.

(Ladies and gentlemen, if you want to get somebody to fall in love with you, learn to be good with kids.)

At first I just sat and sketched pictures of characters and scenes that I like.

Werther at Charlotte and Albert’s wedding.
What a sad fella.
Charlotte’s sister had a good costume and
played the part of a kid well

Werther met Charlotte and Albert in July, and by Christmas, he’s decided to kill himself over them.
Werther sends a letter to Albert asking to borrow some pistols, using a cover story of “I’m going out of town and need them for protection.”

Instead he takes the gun, wanders the streets, and prepares to kill himself while dramatic music plays.

This dramatic music made my day.

Because sitting in the opera, I was listening to THIS:

 

But all I could hear was THIS:
 
 

In the end, Werther locks himself in his room.  He has taken all the letters down from his wall and thrown them into a pile in the corner.  He has also scrawled “Liebe oder Tod” (Love or Death!) in huge script on the wall.

Werther sits in the corner with his pistol.  Charlotte knows what he’s about to do and is coming to stop him, but she’ll never make it in time.  Werther raises his gun, prepared to fire into his own chest.

Suddenly…

 

Now there’s a character WORTH cosplaying.

OPERA! WERTHER!

1/31/12

Opera! Werther

Its that time again!  Opera!  This time it was a Tragic Romance from the 1890s called Werther.

Tragic romance opera?  Yeah. if this is spoiling anything, you don’t know opera very well.
So…Here’s the good—as an opera, the music is perfect—the best, probably that I’ve seen.  The set and costumes and casting choices are spot on perfect.
Seriously folks—the dude who played Werther was wonderful.  He has a clear operatic tenor, perfect for the pathos of the production.  I may be biased, because I love tenors.  I cried from the sound of his voice in several parts, even if I thought what he was saying was ridiculous.
But…well, lets talk about the plot.
See, the plot of Werther is this:
Werther, a “cousin” (by Victorian and earlier standards—so related, somewhat distantly and totally marriage fodder, ok, y’all?) stops by Charlotte’s house for a party.
Charlotte is a young woman coming into marriageable age who has taken over the “mother” role for her younger siblings after her mother died.  Werther sees Charlotte interacting with her sibs, and falls for her natural beauty and grace.  They go to the party, Werther offering her his arm.
Werther is in love, and it is implied that Charlotte is also in love with him—but her mother, before her death, asked her to marry Albert.  And for Charlotte, that is the end of it.  No matter what her heart wants, a “promise must be kept.”
So she goes home, Werther leaves, and that’s that.  The first scene is finished.
When next we see Werther—he is going to the 25th wedding anniversary of the local priest.  Where he runs into a newly married Charlotte and her husband Albert.  They are content, though it is obvious that Charlotte still carries a bit of a torch for Werther—but is generally happy in her marriage.
Albert rubs Werther’s nose in it a bit, because he’s an asshole, but the big part of this is that Werther knows that there is no hope for him and Charlotte—which drops him into a deep depression.  And when he catches Charlotte alone, he begs her (on the floor, rolling around in his angst, clutching her skirts…yeah) to kiss him, to tell him she loves him, to run away with him.
ANGST!
But Charlotte is resolute, and tells him in no uncertain terms that she is married to Albert, and that is that.  She begs him to leave her alone for now, but that she’d like to see him over Christmas. She clearly Likes him, but doesn’t really Like Like him.  At least, she not willing throw over her family for a guy she hardly knows, even if she does Like him.
This is where Werther moves from a nice, if tragic, opera and moves into unintentional humor, and made my notes start going “what? Werther, no.  Werther, NO.  Bad Werther! No means no, Werther!  Werther—what, what, what are you doing?”
All of this could have been avoided if Werther had a Sassy Gay Friend.  If you are confused GOOGLE THIS RIGHT NOW.  RIGHT NOW. GO ON, I’LL WAIT.
Werther becomes that guy.  You know.  The one that threatens to kill himself if you don’t go on a date with him.  Who won’t take no, for whatever reason, for an answer.  Who thinks that his happiness trumps yours.  Who is willing to guilt/threaten/force the girl-who (admittedly) likes him- into more than she is comfortable with.
I’ve had that guy as a stalker.  Not fun.  Not attractive.  BAD MEMORIES.
No, Werther, No. Werther, NO.  NO.
So.  Christmas.  Werther has spent the last several months writing Charlotte increasingly deranged love letters—he tells her he’s going to kill himself, he tells her he can’t live without her.  Charlotte—as I said, she likes this guy, but she can’t and won’t love him the way he feels she should—so she feels guilty and at fault.
If that last sentence made you dislike Werther—congrats.  You are a decent human being.  If you don’t see the problem…uh.  I can’t help ya there.  Go find someone patient to explain it to you.
She likes Werther and feels for the guy—but she has a small breakdown as she realizes that there is a good chance that he’s dead because it is Christmas and he hasn’t shown up—and the last letter she got was a couple of weeks ago.
She’s not happy.  Its a sucky situation to be in.
Then he shows up.  And he does more of the threatening/guilting thing.  Then he chases her around her house, grabbing her and holding her and totally not listening to her telling him how much this is NOT OK.
She gets him to leave again, gives him the kiss he’s wanted, and he disappears into the night, still being the angst-muffin, and still not satisfied.
And then Albert (remember him?) comes in.

This is Albert.  He is a giant douche.

And he saw Werther in the town.  And was asked by Werther to borrow Charlotte’s father’s pistols “for a long journey”.  Lets be clear here.  Nobody is fooled.  Albert knows what Werther is going to do with these.  Charlotte knows too.  Charlotte refuses, but Albert, as her husband (and remember, this is a Victorian Opera, so he’s sort of God of the House), tells her to give the messenger that accompanied him in the pistols, and basically forces her to hand over the guns with her own two hands.  Albert is a dick, ok, ya’ll?

As soon as the messenger leaves (and her husband, assholery achieved, goes off stage), Charlotte chases after the messenger, obviously going off to try and stop Werther’s suicide.
This is an Opera, and a tragic one, and so you know what’s going to happen here.  There is a beautiful (soooooo beautiful) duet that needs to happen as Werther dies, at length, in Charlotte’s arms.

Yup.  Right where we expected.  Opera folks die so pretty.
So.  Good Opera, on the whole.  The music and the actors, and the sets and the costumes—if that is what you are looking for in an Opera, go see this one.  Its just…that…the plot.  Bad Plot. Stop making these wonderful opera singers look silly in their pain.
Historical Context Time!
This Opera was first performed in 1892, written in 1887.  Arranged marriages were still the norm (especially for the crowd that could afford to go to the opera, and the possibility of an arranged marriage going bad was a real fear, and a real problem.  Apparently, there was a small rash of suicides from young men and women in similar situations after seeing this opera when it was first performed.
The rising ideal of love over everything, a key in the rise of the bohemian life-style, and the decline of arranged marriages put this play firmly in the middle of the movement–and explains why it was so well received.

Werther is obsessed with the idea and ideal of love, and because of that ideal willingly gives up his wealth to love in poverty, and he kills himself for his love without regard for the afterlife, living in the moment.  This Opera came out of France, during the height of the movement, and it’s pretty clear.  “Leibe oder Tod”  (Love over death) is scrawled on the back of the final set, and Werther dies in Charlotte’s arms, with a spotlight both on them and the word “liebe” on the wall.

Its running through Feb 5th.  Go see it if you can–if you want, you can see it tonight (sorry for the short notice!) for $20*!