Mahler and his Symphony 5 appeared in my life suddenly but had a very straight way - through Goethe, Thomas Mann and beloved Visconti. In my student years I watched “Morte a Venezia” with mixed feelings and with admiration for the city of Venice.
In my student years I watched “Morte a Venezia” with mixed feelings and with admiration for the city of Venice.
I watched the film recently and was moved by it. An artist experiences emotional shock affected by beauty absolute. He chases the silent Polish boy through the empty streets of Venice which is infected with mute plague. He becomes an eternal slave of this beauty and dare to touch it only in his dreams. Unreachable ironic beauty and desperate delusional artist.
Symphony 5 is this act of silent contemplation with exertion of all feelings, while the artistic spirit soaks beauty with each movement of his soul. This Symphony is a subdued noise of vaporetto while slow streaming through Venice sea, waltzing broaches in the sky faded with bright sun and then sudden pain, exertion, extortion of pain, subsidence and death, calm and indifferent to everything.