
Design of opera set by Frantisek Zelenka
There
are 7 characters in the opera, which include:
Emperor Uberall: A tyrannical ruler who lives in isolation
The Loudspeaker: A bodiless, impersonal narrator of events
Death: The
personification of death as a retired soldier
Harlequin: A jester
and subject of Uberall’s oppressed kingdom
A Soldier: A warrior in Uberall’s
great war
Girl Sodier: Also Girl with Bobbed Hair, she opposes, then
befriends, the Soldier
The Drummer: The announcer of
Uberall’s mandates to the kingdom’s subjects
The
Loudspeaker opens the opera by setting the scene and introducing the
characters. The plot develops from there as a lonely Harlequin describes woeful
life in a kingdom lacking love and laughter: “we’d sell our souls at the
nearest fair…will no one buy us, since every man wants to be rid of himself?”
Death happens upon the scene, and together they comment ruefully on how the
passing of days is hardly noticeable anymore in such a grim environment. Yet
Death scoffs at the jester’s miserable request for relief through death,
proclaiming his own situation to be far more severe and prolonged. In an aria,
Death laments how his function no longer commands the same respect it once had,
with warriors dressed in finery to meet him on the battlefield. Wearied from
previous ravages of combat, Death has little interest in keeping pace with
Uberall’s “motorized chariots of war,” which make a mockery of the
“old-fashioned craft of dying.”
The Drummer
then steps forth to deliver a new mandate from Emperor Uberall. Declaring “each against each other, no
survivors,” she describes an all-encompassing war across the kingdom, one in
which weapons are carried by every man, woman, and child alike. Death hears
this decree and is outraged at the Emperor’s presumptuous nature. “To take
men’s souls is my job, not his!” he fumes, angered that the Uberall would so
easily take his services for granted. Here he declares an official strike,
warning that the future of mankind will not only be great, as the Emperor
suggested, but long, and breaks his
sabre upon the ground.
The
second act takes the listener to the Emperor’s palace, where progress of the
war is being carefully monitored. Death’s scheme is discovered when word is
received of a hanged man who has not died after eighty minutes, even after
being shot. To the dismay and panic of the Emperor, the Loudspeaker tells of
thousands of other soldiers “wrestling with life…doing their best to die.”
Concerned that this turn of events will negatively affect his power as ruler,
Uberall quickly demands a propaganda campaign in which the situation is spun as
the gift of eternal life to his subjects. Yet he wonders, “Death, where is thy
sting? Where is thy victory, Hell?”
An
encounter between the Soldier and the Bobbed-Hair Girl comprises most of the
third act. They come upon each other as enemies, but when death cannot separate
them, their thoughts turn to love. Together they dream of distant places where
kind words exist alongside “meadows filled with color and fragrance.” Flaunting
the call of war as a sensual attraction for mankind, the Drummer attempts to
entice the two back into battle. “Now death is dead and so we need to fight no
more!” cries the young girl, unheeding of the Drummer’s bait, and with her
soldier sings “Only love can unite us, unite us all together.”
In the
final act, the frantic Emperor continues to oversee from afar his crumbling
kingdom, where the desperate population rebels against the torturous limbo
between life and death. Harlequin appeals to him while in his disturbed state,
reminding him of his innocent childhood. Despite the Drummer’s urges to remain
strong, these recollections interrupt his feverish calculations of potential
deaths and give him pause, spurring him to muse before a covered mirror: “What
do men look like? Am I still a man or just the adding machine of God?”
As he
pulls away the mirror’s cloth, he is faced with the reflection of Death. “Who
are you?” he demands of the vision, prompting a self-defining aria from Death.
In it he compares his role to that of a Gardener “who roots up wilting weeds,
life’s worn-out fellows.” Regretful of the anguish his abdication has caused,
Death offers an ultimatum to the Emperor: “I’m prepared to make peace, if you
are prepared to make a sacrifice: will you be the first one to try out the new
death?” Uberall finally complies, and the mercy of death once again falls upon
the suffering people. In the opera’s closing chorus, Death is praised and prevailed
upon to “teach us to keep your holiest law: Thou shalt not use the name of
Death in vain now and forever!”
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