For many of Verdi’s admirers, the operatic character of the Messa di Requiem – composed in 1873 as an homage to Alessandro Manzoni, the Italian writer Verdi venerated – is more important than its setting of the propers of the Latin Missa pro defunctis. This is not conductor Teodor Currentzis’ perception. He adamantly declared that “Verdi's Requiem is sacred, even holy music. This has to do with God. When Verdi presents himself as an agnostic, he is misleading us.” Making their debut in New York, Currentzis and his musicAeterna ensemble presented an utterly memorable version of Verdi’s masterpiece that was both a spectacle and a soul-searching exercise for the musicians as well as for the listeners.
The mise-en-scène had two distinct components. Ab initio, the instrumentalists, chorus and soloists emerged from total darkness. Garbed in black cassocks, the members of the orchestra – except the cellists – stood and swayed during the entire performance like a flock of monks at their matins prayers. At the same time, two screens showed moving images, especially created for the occasion by Jonas Mekas, the Lithuanian-born artist who passed away last January. Beginning with images of an urban fire, mostly portraying fragile wildflowers, including personal mementos (the interior of a church, a statue of Dante), but also references to famine and natural and man-made disasters, this was a compendium of statements that might have had a deep meaning for their creator, but were difficult to follow. Except rare moments – the brief apparition of a lamb – there was little connection between the moving images and what was happening on the stage proper. Avoiding getting distracted was a challenge for the public.
Only when confronted with Currentzis’ presence on stage and following his gestures – suggesting more the re-enactment of an ancient ritual than the mere act of nudging musicians toward an established goal – one could comprehend how a seemingly unbounded combination of natural talent, charisma and dynamism propelled the conductor from a Russian cultural backwater at the foot of the Urals to the limelight of, say, the Salzburg Festival.