Imagine a hero, brought up in the woods by a dwarfish smith.

Imagine a dragon, slumbering in his cave as he guards the Niebelungen hoard.

Imagine a Wanderer in the woods, who knows he cannot interfere to prevent the inevitable downfall of his godly race, but cannot avoid a last futile attempt to block the hero's path.

Imagine a maiden warrior, who sleeps on a mountaintop, encircled by fire, at the mercy of the hero who can pass through the flames and waken her.

Imagine a dwarf, consumed by loathing, watching the dragon with sleepless malice.

Imagine the Earth Mother, disturbed from her sleep, bewildered by the events of the world above.

A sword, a ring, Loge's fire.

Imagine the Barbican, filled with enthusiasts, watching Paul Daniel with eagerness. A hush falls, his baton is raised and four hours of magic is weaved before our eyes.

I was in Neidhohle this evening.

John Graham-Hall as Mime was especially good and Robert Hayward as the Wanderer continues to impress. Stephen O'Mara looked the part as Siegfried, but his voice was unconvincing. Kathleen Broderick as Brünnhilde is foxy but just not my idea of the part.

Eleven months to Götterdämmerung.

Posted by nathan at December 10, 2002 11:20 PM

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