Betraying Berg

When Berg’s great tragic masterpiece Wozzeck opened at the Royal Opera in 2002 in Keith Warner’s production, I was more angry and depressed than I have ever been in an opera house. The utter betrayal of everything that Berg, who included in his score extremely detailed specifications as to how it should be staged, indicated, to convey the intense pain of his vision of degradation, made me feel that it should be possible to instigate criminal proceedings on behalf of works and composers subject to such gross abuse. Warner, I felt, treated Wozzeck just as everyone in the opera treats Wozzeck, but whereas Berg writes an overpowering elegy for him, there was nothing that the work could do except suffer at the hands of this butchery, in common with many masterworks of the operatic repertoire. Only a stern sense of critical duty, and a feeling that I may have missed something, since the production received such warm general praise, led me to go and see it in this its first revival.