At the start of The Emperor of Atlantis or The Disobedience of Death, the character of the Loudspeaker directly addresses the audience, describing the roughly hour-long work as “a kind of opera in four scenes” and laying out the characters and starting point. What the Loudspeaker doesn’t do is prepare the audience for the psychological and philosophical reckoning it is about to receive.b
The Emperor of Atlantis packs a punch. Composed by Viktor Ullmann with a libretto by Peter Kien around 1943 while the two men were imprisoned in the Nazi concentration camp of Theresienstadt – and finished shortly before they both were sent to Auschwitz where they died – the compact work meditates on totalitarian power, the benevolent necessity of death, the arrogance of men who presume themselves gods, and dreams for a future where love, not war, is inevitable. Oper Köln’s new production in the Außenspielstätte am Offenbachplatz’s small theater was a relatively straightforward but effective presentation of a powerfully dramatic work that showed off the house’s first-rate singers and left the audience appropriately unsettled.
Director Eike Ecker’s concept kept the opera’s themes accessible on the surface, while reminding the audience that things are not always what they seem. (Librettist Kien was also an artist whose drawings captured the true brutality of life in Theresienstadt, not the staged version in the “model” camp that Nazis presented to the outside world). Scenes with numerous cast members particularly shone, such as the Drummer’s announcement of total war for all until death. It visually invoked the mass propaganda speeches of the Third Reich, fittingly reflecting the scene’s musical quotation of the German national anthem and causing a visceral response. Another great moment of complexity was the Scene 3 trio, in which the Drummer and the two enamoured soldiers express opposite emotions as skull-masked dancers eerily flashed legs and scythes while dancing to Weimar-esque strains.
Athol Farmer's choreography uniquely stamped the production, adding an extra layer of symbolic expression that supported the fast-paced plot. Darko Petrovic’s stark, red-black-white color scheme and stage design, with walkways criss-crossing a sunken small pit, made good use of limited space, though the ominous black bell hanging from the ceiling visually cramped the action for viewers in the theater’s last raised rows. Andreas Grüter’s lighting was fitting until the very end, when the raising of lights during the final group chorale – perhaps an attempt to connect the legendary world of Atlantis to the present world – jolted the audience out of its immersion in the story.