As people get older they start to look back and talk about the past, as you must have noticed.
They contact former school mates, old friends and
flames and, as it seems, try to relive things that are beyond recall. It is why
reunions of all kinds and websites like Friends
Reunited are so popular. They keep up, for everyone, the illusion that we
can go back, that time has not passed and we are able to find things again as
they were.
Most attempts at recovery are not only fruitless but
extremely painful. Life is a river and, as the philosopher reputedly
said, you cannot step into the same river twice.
Nevertheless we would not be human if we did not
reflect, in private moments, on our own tiny history, on what we’ve lived
through and dealt with, and try to make some assessment of it all. Out of the
jumble of events, only a blurred outline and an indistinct course take shifting form. In some, this leads to their critically reviewing their
lives and loves and one-time automatic convictions and sometimes
also to their 'reforming'; it is a famous theme in art and life. The composer
Richard Wagner, a most thoughtful intelligence, would certainly have
gone through it. More important, he had every means, as a great artist, to put
down his personal journey and his conclusions about it for posterity.
Even from him, perhaps particularly from him, we must
not expect clarity. Parsifal is a
work about understanding, forgiveness and redemption, not, as it has been said
to be, about a very powerful and, by many accounts, often unpleasant
personality starting to lose it in his dotage. There is no resignation or
acceptance in Parsifal, nothing in
it ‘failing’ - except for Evil failing. Along with Wagner's well-known lifetime
obsession with Redemption has come the wisdom that is supposed to come to us
all, but which is probably no more than our grasping at long last that there
is, after all, a bit more to life than we thought at 25, or even twice the age.
Is this reform, is this a spiritual awakening or renewal, is Parsifal a religious work? There is no
reply that will suit everyone (though many will think it was simple-minded of
Nietzsche to say this final music-drama with its rituals of the Mass was Wagner
‘falling weeping at the foot of the Cross’). You find the same conclusions in
the case of another huge and elusive intelligence, Shakespeare, in his
beautiful Winter's Tale and The Tempest. I saw a play about
Shakespeare in his later years once and in one of the scenes the character of
the contemporary, controversial playwright - and younger man - Ben Jonson,
bursts out in exasperation to Shakespeare: ‘The
Winter's Tale! - what was that all about!’ The audience laughed happily at
the joke. Most of us were also younger than the poet when he wrote his play.
In the same way, it is frequently pointed out that Parsifal simply baffles many people (as
well as boring very many more rigid). Leaving aside the slow pace, and
everyone's different tastes in music, they have been known to ask nervously,
even after sitting diligently through the full four and a half hours: ‘Er - what is
it about?’
Stefan Herheim’s marvellously imaginative production
of Parsifal at Bayreuth answers unforgettably:
The person’s whole life, a people’s entire history,
are in the end the means to redemption.
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