
Alloy Orchestra's "Metropolis" at Mass MoCA (7/1/00)
By Seth Rogovoy
(NORTH ADAMS, Mass., July 2, 2000)
- Drive-in movies were never like this.
Nearly 500 people packed the outdoor Cinema Courtyard at the
Massachusetts Museum of Contemporary Art to watch and listen to the
multi-media presentation of the 1926 Fritz Lang classic, “Metropolis,” with
a live score composed and performed by the Alloy Orchestra.
What the Alloy’s score lacked in subtlety and sophistication was
more than made up for in the built-in drama and no small degree of
spectacle, both of the cinematic and aural kind.
Performing to a restored print that still bears the credits of
producer Giorgio Moroder -- including the now embarrassing list of ‘80s rock
acts including Billy Squier, Loverboy and Pat Benatar, who sang on his
reconstructed version of the film -- Alloy was as much the show as was
Lang’s seminal science fiction epic, which was not always a good thing.
The film portrays a bleak, futuristic city in which a capitalist
oligarch named Frederson nearly singlehandedly rules over a subterranean
city of would-be slaves. Lang’s vision of industrial terror includes
grinding gears, pumping pistons, exploding sparks, and faceless thousands
toiling in robot-like fashion, in repetitive, 10-hour shifts, punctuated
only by the sound of a steam whistle marking the end of one and the
beginning of the next.
When the film picks up the story, however, the workers are in the
midst of planning a revolt. They meet in secret, underground catacombs where
they are spurred toward civil disobedience by a Joan of Arc-like figure
named Maria. One day, when Maria, who apparently is a teacher, stumbles
accidentally into the paradisical stadium where the children of the ruling
class frolic, she catches the eye of Frederson’s son, Freder. Freder becomes
obsessed with Maria and, spurning his father and his birthright, with
helping improve the plight of the workers.
Things get complicated when Frederson engages the services of the
mad scientist Rotwang. He orders Rotwang to construct a replica of Maria -
who somehow winds up fulfilling the mother-and-wife role for the three male
leads in this blatantly Freudian, Oedipal drama - to enable him to gain
total control over the workers.
Things get out of hand when the “false Maria” stirs the workers into
a violent frenzy, resulting in the destruction first of their own homes and
then of much of Frederson’s Metropolis.
The scenes in which Rotwang constructs the false Maria are
precursors to hundreds of such scenes in subsequent movies. They are filled
with spectacular special effects, such as they were at the time, that
suggest that for all the technological advances available to contemporary
filmmakers, nothing substitutes for the sort of radical vision and
imagination of a Fritz Lang.
If only one could say the same for Alloy’s score. While this
much-touted, so-called junk percussion trio performed spiritedly, its
musical vision failed to rise to the level of Lang’s multi-textured
creation. Alloy painted in broad strokes, with musical slapstick rather than
wit, and with primary colors rather than subtle shades and hues.
There is a fine line between supporting a film with interesting music and
getting in the way of it, and at various times the trio threatened to
overwhelm the action on the screen. One recurring theme, “Yoshiwara,” named
after the film’s nightclub, was a very catchy bit of ’60s-ish noir-rock, but
it was overplayed and didn’t really mesh with the action. Other elements,
such as the martial drumbeats or surf-rock passages, also drew more
attention to themselves than they should have.
The group’s much vaunted rack of junk, which includes strips of
sheet metal, a bedpan, a gong, truck springs and bells among other found
objects, was used imaginatively, but also tended to draw a listener’s eye
away from the screen - another absolute no-no.
This endeavor - writing new scores to perform with classic silent
films - has spawned a whole new vital genre, which Mass MoCA is in its
second season of presenting. Last year’s efforts, including the BQE
Project’s score for “The Gold Rush” and Phillip Johnston’s “The Unknown,”
were far superior, and based on his recording, Gary Lucas’s score for “The
Golem,” which will be performed at MoCA on July 15, also looks promising.
What these more successful scores have in common is the manner in which they
merge seamlessly with the film while at the same time making their own
statement with wit and intelligence sadly lacking in Alloy’s work.
[This review originally appeared in the Berkshire Eagle on July 2, 2000.
Copyright Seth Rogovoy 2000. All rights reserved.]
Seth Rogovoy
rogovoy@berkshire.net
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