[Met Performance] CID:88040



Boris Godunov
Metropolitan Opera House, Thu, November 6, 1924

Debut : Max Altglass


In Italian



Boris Godunov (67)
Modest Mussorgsky | Modest Mussorgsky
Boris Godunov
Fyodor Chaliapin

Prince Shuisky
Angelo Bad?

Pimen
L?on Rothier

Grigory
Mario Chamlee

Marina
Jeanne Gordon

Varlaam
Paolo Ananian

Simpleton
Giordano Paltrinieri

Nikitich
Louis D'Angelo

Shchelkalov
Lawrence Tibbett

Innkeeper
Henriette Wakefield

Missail
Max Altglass [Debut]

Xenia
Ellen Dalossy

Feodor
Raymonde Delaunois

Nurse
Kathleen Howard

Khrushchov
unknown

Lavitsky
Millo Picco

Chernikovsky
Vincenzo Reschiglian


Conductor
Gennaro Papi


Director
Armando Agnini

Set Designer
Alexander Golovine

Set Designer
Alexander Benois

Costume Designer
Ivan Bilibine





Orchestration by Nicolai Rimsky-Korsakov
Translation by M.Delines, E. Palermi, G. Pardo
Synopsis of Scenes
Act I, Scene 1: The wall of Novodievitchi Convent, in the Great Environs of Moscow
Act I, Scene 2: A cell in the Convent of Miracles
Act I, Scene 3: The square between the two Cathedrals of the Assumption and of the Archangels
Act II, Scene 1: An inn on the frontier of Lithuania
Act II, Scene 2: Apartments of the Czar in the Kremlin at Moscow
Act II, Scene 3: Garden of the Castle of Michek
Act III, Scene 1: The forest of Kromy
Act III, Scene 2: Hall of the Duma in the Kremlin
Boris Godunov received six performances this season.
Benois designed only the Polish Scene.
Chaliapin always sang Boris in Russian.

Review 1:

Review of guest critic Ernest Newman in the New York Post

"Boris Godunov" at the Metropolitan

Until last night, I had not heard Chaliapin in "Boris Godunov" since the summer of 1914. It was perhaps inevitable that with his unforgettable performances of ten and a half years ago still vividly before me, last night should have been something of a disappointment. The glorious voice of old is no longer there, that voice to which singing came as easily as speaking, and that was equally beautiful in its softest as in it loudest tones. The face has lost its mobility and its intensity of expression; and Chaliapin is never too conscious in his acting, both of himself and of his audience. And yet, when all is said, his Boris is still something beyond the capacity of any other operatic singer; everybody seems stagy in comparison with him. Mr. Chaliapin, for instance, sang very mellifluously, but he always brought the atmosphere of Italian opera with him.

Miss Jeanne Gordon gave an excellent study of the haughty and calculating Marina, and made us regret that we could not see her in that scene with the Jesuit. Uniformly efficient, too, were the Xenia of Mme. Dalossy, the Nurse of Mme. Howard, the Shuisky of Mr. Bada (though the character was not made supple enough). the Pimen of Mr. Rothier, and the Varlaam of Mr. Ananian. The Idiot of Mr. Paltrinieri was well sung, but was too sophisticated; and, for me, the final moments of the forest scene were spoiled by his too carefully chosen attitude. A more poignant effect is always made by the avoidance of stage "effect," with the Idiot left rocking himself in an unconscious ecstasy of pittifulness.

Mussorgsky's gesture is at its height in the forest scene, and one can give the production no higher praise than to say that this was the most superbly done thing of the evening. The Russian people are the real heroes of "Boris Godunov." In them, the tragedy rises and is consummated; even the Tsar is only a fleeting figure against that tremendous background. In the earlier scenes both the choral singing and the orchestral playing had been rather tame. A certain primitive harshness is the very essence of the work. Mr. Papi, who conducted, was at first inclined to soften the colors; the bells in the coronation scene especially were as decorous as those of a village church heard across the meadows, whereas the air should tremble and the sky crack with their momentous clangor. But in the forest scene he whipped both the orchestra and the chorus into the right kind of savagery. In Paris it is the custom, at the end of the scene, for the chorus alone to take the "curtain." If ever a chorus deserved that compliment it was last night's.

Golovine's settings are of great beauty and dignity, and the production was masterly. On one point only it was perhaps not correct. I speak, subject to correction; but surely, in the inn scene Gregory ought not to be in what the lady in a certain story described as the "garbage of a monk?" In the forest scene, Dimitri came in on a beautiful white horse. The animal behaved himself admirably for the said part, but kept tossing his head and snorting while Dimitri was pouring out his soul in song. A bit of a critic, apparently.



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