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...opera performed at the Metropolitan that evening was Verdi's Falstaff, with an unknown "cover" singer filling in for the ailing Spanish Baritone Vincente Bal-lester in the role of the wealthy burgher Ford. In the second act Ford sang his famous monologue E sogne? a realta? and shortly made his exit. As the orchestra launched into the music of the act's second scene, the audience began chanting an unfamiliar name: "Tibbett! Tibbett! Tib-bett!" Conductor Tullio Serafin waved his orchestra to silence and through the gold curtain stepped a slim young man with a putty-shaped...
Paradoxically, the chilling anger of The Visit springs from the fertile, unangry mind of a bulky (230 Ibs.), cigar-smoking Swiss burgher with the tastes of a bon vivant, the genial manner of a retired cook. Surrounded by his wife Lotti (once an actress), three children, four dogs and seven cats, 37-year-old Friedrich Düurren-matt churns out his bitter plays from a picture-postcard villa in the green woods overlooking Lake Neuchatel...
...closing lines of Chaucer and His Poetry sound strangely like a confession; "...Geoffrey Chaucer, poet, idealist, burgher of London, Commissioner of Dykes and Ditches, who loved his fellow man both good and bad, and found no answer to the puzzle of life but in truth and courage and beauty and belief in God." Kittredge longed to have a chance to live in an age when this sort of life was possible, a desire hinted at in Witchcraft in Old and New England, "We are all specialists now-a-days, I suppose. The good old times of the polymath...
...story is told with the luminous sincerity that haloes most of what Dreyer does. He has a deeper sympathy with the burgher virtues, a higher sense of the prosperous interior than almost any artist since the Flemish Renaissance; his frames impart the spiritual light of common things. And he can paint for the ear as well as for the eye; when suddenly the sound track fills with singing birds and a music of axles, bright September blows into the theater, tingling in the thoughts like merry harvest weather. Director Dreyer loves the human face ("A land one can never tire...
...dark, that is, of the German soul. In Mann's sensibility, the yawning portal of burgher respectability leads only to hell-that same hell in which Nietzsche, lonely and restless, contracted the syphilis that drove him insane, and in which sentimental devotees of Brahms Lieder ran concentration camps...