Showing posts with label BBC. Show all posts
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Wednesday, 21 December 2022

Really big finish… The Hound of the Baskervilles (2022), Barbican with BBC Symphony conducted by Timothy Brock



I love radio plays, from the BBC or specialist imprints like Big Finish, particularly, as the performers always say, the format allows you to be the set designer, art director and cinematographer, creating your own visuals in response to the aural narrative, the music and the words. It is, as we media types say, engaging, “lean forward” or “hot media” in Marshall McLuhan theorised, something you need to concentrate on unlike most modern films who leap out of the screen with disjointed menace, multitracked drums beating you senseless to cover the sheer lack of real originality, purpose and coherence. No, what we really want for a dramatic night out is a group of actors being directed from the stalls by their scriptwriter whilst the full might of the BBC Symphony Orchestra plays out music composed by the same man all marshalled by one of the leading cinematic conductors on this planet.

 

Neil Brand is a multitalented man but he’s also a bravely ambitious one in producing this work under such circumstances and it was a pre-Christmas stunner.

 

The last time I saw The Hound at the Barbican it was the Stoll silent film version from 1921 directed by Maurice Elvey and starring Eille Norwood, the only Sherlock Holmes personally approved by the original author Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and, the accompaniment was provided by one Neil Brand. Fast forward seven years and it’s another chance to be genuinely astounded by the energy and imagination with which Neil's constructs his orchestral scores. There’s an obvious connection between being able to work with sight and no sound and sound with no sight, but Lord knows how it's accomplished...

 

Doyle's favourite Sherlock


Neil is so well versed in the conventions of scoring it comes across in the language of his music, tonight cinematic on stage even as the small group of players read from scripts, as you do in a radio drama, even one with this much orchestral clout. But he’s not just a technician, Neil’s music has instinct and heart and he has great lines that uplift and threaten, create suspense and dread always helping the story along with almost imperceptible prompting. Perhaps his extensive grounding in silent film has reinforced his collaborative instinct and the need to let the narrative breathe whilst others, sometimes, smother what’s on screen with too much of their own ideas: it’s a duet not a cover version.

 

I have seen this with Neil’s scores for Robin Hood and Blackmail at Saffron Hall as well as The Lodger in Pordenone’s Teatro Verdi, which ended the magnificent festival of 2019 on such a high note. Tonight’s entertainment was styled as a concert drama for actors and orchestra and in this context, it was part radio play, part theatre and part concert, all held together by stage director David Hunter as well as his partner in the stalls and Timothy Brock with the 50-piece orchestra set out in forceful formation on the Barbican stage.

 

The actors were positioned in a thin strip along the front of the stage and the drama switched from voice to orchestra throughout, occasionally threatening to overwhelm the script but only ever heightening the drama. Baskervilles is one of those stories we all think we know and, whilst I was mentally reaching back to the Elvey film for imagery, the story showed added dimensions, not least because it allows Watson to shine whilst The Great Detective is seemingly otherwise engaged.

 

Centre stage: Mark Gatiss and Sanjeev Bhaskar


That detective was played by the protean Mark Gatiss who tonight became only the second actor, after Christopher Lee, to play both Holmes brothers, Mycroft and Sherlock. He was cleverly commanding of course and is always so good at seeming one step ahead. His Watson was Sanjeev Bhaskar who stepped up wonderfully as the redoubtable Doctor faced with confronting the horrors of the hound without his mentor. Watson is always a man of action though and Sanjeev ran with it.

 

They were joined by another fourteen characters played by just five actors, Ewan Bailey (Barrymore/Mycroft/narrator), Clare Corbett (Mrs Barrymore/Beryl Stapleton/Billy/narrator), Sam Dale (Dr Mortimer/Frankland/narrator), Ryan Early (Henry Baskerville/narrator) and (Carl Prekopp Stapleton/Selden/narrator). They are all experienced voice artistes and you didn’t have to close your eyes to hear them as someone completely different, yes, even Clare as Sherlock’s chirpy Cockney gofer, Billy.

 

In their hands we moved from 222b Baker Street to misty moors and gigantic halls, from the sanity of Capital rationality to the wuthering madness of impossible creatures, old legends, escaped murderers and irresistible improbabilities racing toward immovable intellect. “When you have eliminated all which is impossible, then whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth…" sometimes Neil seems impossible but then he proves his actuality time and again.

 

Timothy Brock conducts the BBC Symphony Orchestra


It was a grand experience of dramatic musical theatre and I do hope the BBC caught the loud whooping from the right-hand side of the stalls – that was Michelle Facey! You can find out for yourself when the production is screened on BBC 4 in 2023. Before that it will feature in audio-only on BBC Radio 3 and it will be fascinating again to imagine it all again. But I won’t forget the experience of seeing it all come together, dozens of people working together to create a wondrous entertainment and to fill our minds with Devonshire moors, hellish hounds and the battle of the most noble intellect against the evil of men.

 

If this was on my theatre blog it would have ***** stars. Happy Christmas every one!

 

Neil Brand takes a bow having done Sherlock proud.


 

Sunday, 4 December 2022

Seasonal haunts. Ghost Stories for Christmas Volume 1, BFI Blu-ray set out now.



There are more things in philosophy than are dreamt of in heaven and earth…

 

It’s Christmas time and there’s every reason to be afraid… yes, ‘tis the season to be scary, and the BFI have unleashed this chilling three-disc boxset containing four episodes from the BBC’s A Ghost Story for Christmas series, all based on stories from MR James. As Jonathan Miller explains in a voiceover at the start of the first film*, James was primarily an archaeologist, medieval historian, Vice-Chancellor at Cambridge University and then the Provost of Eton, but he was best known for his side-line in ghost stories all of which have a peculiar atmosphere of cranky scholarship. There are so many layers in these stories, originally written almost as a hobby to amuse James’ fellow scholars, but always accessible on a number of levels: tales of unknown, undreamt, philosophies.

 

 

I remember these films only as enticing features in the Radio Times as they were broadcast very late on Christmas Eve at a time I would have been wrapped up in bed trying to get to sleep so as not to put Santa off. Christmas mysterious, ghosts, holy or otherwise, always seem to fit the mood as set by Charles Dickens of course. The DVD releases from BFI have been among their best sellers so this newly remastered Blu-ray set will fill many a Christmas stocking, get you order in early for the limited-edition bonuses.

 

Included in Volume One are the first four instalments of the series, although we start off with a cracker originally recorded for Omnibus, just before they ran a feature on Abel Gance that I really hope survives somewhere… Everyone features superb performances from lead actors using the small early seventies screen to full effect, each presenting the febrile intensities of their characters’ very personal journeys into fear.

 

Michael Hordern

 

*Whistle and I’ll Come to You (1968)

 

Produced and directed by Jonathan Miller, a young man in a hurry and with every intention of addressing James’ hidden themes, this is less a “physical” ghost story than one about the hauntings of the mind. In Miller’s tale Michael Hordern is quite brilliant as Parkins, a professor of orthography, a science concocted by James concerning the study of reality so no foreshadowing there then. In a brief interview on the extras, a jaunty Miller, having spent a lot of time with philosophy professors at Cambridge, explained that he coached Hordern to mimic their intellectual detachment all of which we know is about to be violently undercut. I’m pretty sure Hordern had this in the bag anyway… but the two worked well together, Miller encouraging him to improvise Parkin’s agonies.

 

Parkin is, like James, a Cambridge academic who comes to north Norfolk to holiday and to fill his days with long walks along the bleak coastline located around Waxham. The location shifts to Dunwich, a town that crumbled into the sea due to coastal erosion and where the Professor finds a partially exposed grave where he picks up an old tin whistle. Back at his room, he cleans the instrument and exposes and inscription. In his entertaining and informative commentary, Jon Dear, writer on TV and film, talks about the nuance of the Latin translation of the inscription on the whistle, a warning on the whistle that Parkin doesn’t get, “who is this who is coming” is an inadequate translation, there’s a negative emotional connotation and the dread is wired into the language.

 

Dear talks of the haunted landscapes with its buried secrets that are carelessly unburied… by James’ characters and rightly praises the cinematography of Dick Bush who would go on to work on “Folk horror” classic du jour, The Blood on Satan’s Claw (currently on the BFIPlayer), William Friedkin’s Sorcerer, Pink Panthers and Ken Russells. Bush captures the bleakness perfectly as well as the fear eking out from every pore of Hordern’s face as he begins to suspect that something is coming for him.

 

There are more things in philosophy than are dreamt of in heaven and earth Parkin jokes as he discusses ghost with the Colonel (Ambrose Coghill) over breakfast. He’s so academically confident, and if you’re having an opinion on ghosts, you need to agree on what they are in the first place. Does Miller’s version have an actual ghost or is this dementia, a psychological breakdown and the externalisation of inner trauma? It doesn’t really matter; it’s still chilling either way.


Robert Hardy

The Stalls of Barchester (1971)

 

This was the start of the BBC series proper and was produced and directed by Lawrence Gordon Clark, who would perform these duties until the end of the initial series in 1978. Clark moves the story forward to the 1880s with Dr Black’s “present day” research being set in the 1930s…

 

Dr Black is an historian played by Clive Swift, another eminent performer whose face is synonymous with so much comedy as well as drama, these actors had range. Black is overseeing an inventory of materials in Barchester Cathedral’s library when he comes across the diary (sealed under the order of the Dean) of Dr Haynes a former Archdeacon of the cathedral, who dies in mysterious circumstances half a century before.

 

Black begins to read and we flash back to Dr Haynes as played by Robert Hardy, always so good at playing dislikeable authority figures, finds his ambition blocked by the stubborn longevity of the old archdeacon – Harold Bennett (only 74), famously Young Mr Grace in Are You Being Served. Whilst only briefly mentioned in the original story, here this is turned here into a running gag over the opening section, frustrating the ambitions of Haynes and his sister Letitia, played by the excellent Thelma Barlow, another with a huge career including that long stint in Coronation Street, before Dinner Ladies. In their lively commentary, Kim Newman and Sean Hogan suggest Clark cast Thelma, Harold and others as a way of filling out characters James paid scant attention to in his stories, there wasn’t space for too much characterisation in his short, sharp, shocks.

 

Barchester, as with most of the series was shot on film and on location with this making such a difference in terms of atmosphere and unease. Studio drama looks more mannered but these stories gain so much from the locations, actual environments reinforcing the impact if the unnatural events.

 

The old archdeacon has an accident and falls down the stairs, leaving the way open, rather conveniently, for Haynes. Has he a guilty heart? Soon, sitting within the stalls of his cathedral, he begins to feel the very wood morphing around him, carvings cast from medieval wood, writhing beneath his guilty grasp… Haynes diaries start to become desperate in tone as he battles against the gathering strangeness… his daily entries gradually reduced to just a few words: I must be firm. I must be firm.

 

Mr Swift and Mr Vaughan

 

A Warning to the Curious (1972)

 

Here Lawrence Gordon Clark scripts as well as directs for what Jon Dear sees as James’ last great ghost story, written in 1925, and influenced, of course, by the Great War. Here deathly vengeance gives no consideration to class or conscience, it is an absolute and unavoidable… probably. James invents a myth of three royal crowns buried on the coast of East Anglia, they are intended to protect against invasion yet only one of which remains with another stolen and the third covered by the sea, only one crown remains, lying somewhere in its royal burial ground.

 

Once again, we’re on the coast of North Norfolk, this time Wells-next-the-Sea (it is) where we find a man digging for the crown only to be brutally struck down by a man dressed in ancient clothes. This having established the threat level form the start, Clark introduces us to recently unemployed, amateur archaeologist Paxton, played by the amazing Peter Vaughan. Paxton is humbled on arrival at his hotel by the porter (David Gargill) who doesn’t like serving someone of lower status.

 

Paxton in the original story is a gentleman amateur and by making him working class and desperate he maintains our sympathy as he sets out to locate the buried treasure that will change his fortune. During his search he encounters Dr Black (Clive Swift), the only recurring character appearing here and in Barchester, who helps him in his search. The tension builds as Paxton starts to catch glimpses of a man called Ager (John Kearney), one of a family dedicated to watching over the crown. He even pursues Paxton in his dreams, relentless, single-minded, violent vengeance,

 

The play personifies a haunted society, according to Dear, a subject more prevalent in the seventies with horrors about hauntings being less frequent in the more affluent nineties when people were happier with the present culture. Now, we’re back again in a world we don’t like so much as the ones gone before… hauntology positively abounds in music, film and, of course, political discourse.

 

Vaughan is simply superb; he was able to convey vulnerability even as he was so good playing hard men like Grouty in Porridge. From the early fifties to Game of Thrones he had the most amazing career and I always enjoy watching him work. Here his nervy response to the theft and the growing sense of ghostly reprisal is so compelling, we think he deserves a chance but supernatural rules are rules… and can’t be outrun?

 

Lost children: Christopher Davis and Michelle Foster

 

Lost Hearts (1973)

 

Again directed by Lawrence Gordon Clark, this is the creepiest by far thanks to an excellent turn from Joseph O’Conor as Mr Abney, the older cousin of young orphan Stephen (Simon Gipps-Kent who starred in Midnight is a Place an endearingly wonky children’s serial recently screened by Talking Pictures), to whom he enthusiastically extends the offer of a home.

 

Abney is welcoming and can’t do enough to help his relative but Stephen soon starts seeing visions of a couple of pale children who seem to haunt the house and gardens… Clark does his usual job of gradually building menace and threat through glimpses, tight angles and a controlled claustrophobia that engulfs viewer and performers alike. A bit Edgar Allan Poe this one…


As you’d expect, there’s a host of spectral special features: 

  • Newly remastered by the BFI
  • Newly recorded audio commentaries for Whistle and I’ll Come to You and A Warning to the Curious by TV historian Jon Dear
  • Newly recorded audio commentaries for The Stalls of Barchester and Lost Hearts by Kim Newman and Sean Hogan
  • Whistle and I’ll Come to You (2010, 52 mins): John Hurt stars in this 2010 interpretation of M R James’s chilling tale
  • Jonathan Miller and Christopher Frayling interview (2012, 3 mins)
  • Neil Brand reads M R James’s original story (2001, 42 mins, audio only)
  • Ramsey Campbell on MR James (2001, 16 mins)
  • Ramsey Campbell reads The Guide (2001, 27 mins) 
  • Introductions by Lawrence Gordon Clark (2012, 33 mins total): the director of seven of the BBC’s classic A Ghost Story for Christmas episodes discusses his part in the first three instalments he directed
  • Ghost Stories for Christmas with Christopher Lee (2000): BBC Scotland’s ‘talking-head horror’ series starring the iconic actor as an M R James-like raconteur of fireside Christmas ghost stories. Included on this release are The Stalls of Barchester and A Warning to the Curious
  • First pressing only, Illustrated booklet with essays by Reggie Oliver, Jon Dear, Jonathan Rigby, Adam Easterbrook and Ramsey Campbell, credits and notes on the special features.


You can order Ghost Stories for Christmas direct from the BFI here, it’s out on 5th December, enough time to watch it yourself to get in the mood or to pack it well to scare your relatives to death!

 

The set is presented alongside the BFI horror season In Dreams are Monsters celebrating the horror genre on screen. It continues until 31 December at BFI Southbank, BFI IMAX, UK-wide cinemas and on BFI Player. Full details are here…