Come into the light we cannot see how happy we are.
- Pelléas,Acte III, Scène 4
Like Tristan and Isolde, Debussy’s Pelléas and Mélisande seek to pursue their impossible love in an intangible temporality where prosody is as limpid as music. In the enigmatic beauty of Maeterlinck’s symbolist drama, the composer perceived the theatrical counterpart to his musical ambitions. A world of things left unsaid, a terrain of psychological irrationality and verbal ellipses for which he composed a score as sensual as it is mysterious.
On the denuded stage of the Opéra Bastille, Bob Wilson’s production illuminates the obscure souls of the lovers, throwing their images into relief and fixing the negatives on the dazzled retinas of the audience.