Bejayzus!
Don Giovanni!
Do you want to take the name of Emanuel Conegliano?
Yes, I want
I baptize you in the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit
Amen
This show disgusts me
Jews are debased, forced to accept a religion that does not belong with them
and only for a widower to marry a Christian girl
Do you want to take the name of Emanuel Conegliano?
Mr Casanova Have you gone mad?
- Why? Do not be scandalized, for God's sake
Emanuele Conegliano, you want to join the faith of Christ our Lord?
It's Beatriz
Beatriz was the muse, Dante's great love
the poet of The Divine Comedy - I think one of the most sublime works
ever conceived by the human mind
Yes, son. A true masterpiece
If you come back to the altar you can visit my library anytime
and read this book, this beautiful book
Do you want to take the name of Lorenzo da Ponte?
Say, if you want it Yes, I want it
ll give you my name. Do you realize the gift that this is?
Your name is Lorenzo da Ponte, as is mine
This name will open the doors of Venice
and I'll help you succeed within the church
and maybe one day, Lorenzo da Ponte, you can reach great heights
Words of Satan! ! Traitor! Infamous!
Infamous! ! God punishes you!
Stop this shit, infamous!
Leave him alone!
Damn! May God curse you!
This man deserves no indignant mortification
What you have done!
Have you told my name?
Follow me
You have blood on your hands, Lorenzo da Ponte
Especially in these days when thugs like Barbarigo are on alert in all of Venice
You lost the trial and were publicly disgraced
This poor person took the collar for my cause
Took the collar for printing your verses to sell at a great price
It may be idealistic, to love taking risks. I understand well, but not enough Lorenzo.
We need to know to avoid the danger when it endangers life itself
It may be impetuous and passionate, but not stupid!
This printer may cost you your life
In times of sweet sighs, then tell me How to love knowing it so dangerous?
And she to me: There is no greater pain, than in misery to remember the happy time, and that your doctor knows
Father ... Can love ...
.. Transcend the barriers of spirituality?
Are you referring to physical love? Carnal?
He molested me, father - Who?
It bothers me. It pursues me. I take it to bed
Are you talking about, perhaps, your adoptive father?
Your uncle Barbarigo, which so successfully directs the Holy Inquisition ...
He's not your father's flesh, Francesca, but you are his adopted daughter ...
.. You are free to choose your lover
You are a woman in the prime of life
- Bella - I love you
Just thinking of you, Lorenzo
I love you
No sleep, no life thinking of you
and I want you, Francesca, I desire you, my love
Excellence, good morning
In times of sweet sighs ...
Francesca Barbarigo father - Excellence
- What lay is so beautful? - Canto the fifth of Dante's Hell
where the poet describes the penalties of hell reserved for the lustful
I knew to such a torment sentenced were the sins of the flesh ..
When the reason is subjected to the desire
Sorry to interrupt your lesson, my dear Lorenzo,
but I must speak urgently
For weeks, I have tried to find that blasphemer
accusing the Holy Inquisition of obfuscating the minds
and being the cause of the ruin of Venice
A modest poet, writing satirical verses citing the blasphemous ideas
of Voltaire, Rousseau and the French Illuminati
Illustrated, your lordship
Enlightened by the devil!
and surely inspired by the ideas of that so blasphemous Giacomo Casanova
Your friend - A sinner who will be sorry soon, God willing
Well, we've finally laid hands ...
.. on one of those who distribute these verses in Venice
a clandestine compositor
who has revealed that the man whom we seek belongs to the Masons
and could be a priest
A priest Mason?
The enemy in our own ranks
It has taken effort to confess that unfortunate
My God
Lorenzo, I pray. I am very interested that the representation
of a character the greatness of Don Giovanni be worthy of contempt
Come on, Maestro Giacomo, do not be angry
Who will be the greatest such libertine?
And I just ask you
Don Giovanni represents and authenticates the only virtue
the freedom to enjoy our nature free from the bondage of morality and feelings
Don Giovanni says 'To enjoy one moment of earthly life is worth eternity'
Twenty
Love, Cupid. Number two. Red, inside bottom
Damn. Loving father I need more coins
Damn bad luck, we're broke
If you allow me, beautiful lady I will be pleased to help
The lady is with me
To reject the money of a gentleman is not worthy of a lady but of a peasant
Lorenzo but why don't you make your peace in the room of sighs?
Sir ... Sir.
Help me. I have not enough money
I would like to help you but unfortunately the bad luck has also mistreated me
Brother
Here. Take this
Thanks bro
I promise that we will divide earnings
San Gregorio, 12 - I have your half
But this must be at least 50 ducats
The money comes, goes
It does not give life, but it helps us to bear it
I fear I have not made you come by money
Listen. Follow me
Look. I am old tired and sick
I have little life left
and give up this world leaving nothing
that can ennoble a life dissipated between game tables and pawnshops
with one exception
It is my only daughter
His mother died in childbirth
she is what I love most in life
- Beatriz? - Not Beatriz
No. Annetta. Annetta
Annetta
Swear to me to care for and protect her forever after my death
I swear
I can not ... I'm not worthy your trust
Halt!
Lorenzo da Ponte!You are arrested in the name of the Holy Inquisition
At the court of the Inquisition you are judged guilty
you have conspired against the church and against the state
Having broken the holy promise to observe the rules,
sworn to by you, on behalf of Our Lord Jesus Christ
For licentiousness, the prohibited affiliation to a Masonic society, profanity
Sacrilege and public concubinage, and to provide an example and warning to all people
I condemn ...
.. and sentence you to 15 years of exile and separation from the Most Serene Republic of Venice
Fifteen years of exile? Magnificent!
Have you come out unscathed?
Come on, a sip for each year. Lorenzo - Spirit!
With your talent you will not be difficult to find work in Vienna
it is also a beautiful city
with people open to new ideas
Those are respected there, Lorenzo
It is a letter for Antonio Salieri, master composer at the court of Emperor
He will help
Sufficient to present yourself to him with my warmest recommendations
You can not get an idea of my gratitude, teacher
During all these years, your wise teachings have guided me
and now I can never give you back the good you have done saving my life
Oh God
Oh My God
Look, Look
Stand
Don Giovanni
This Don Giovanni was doomed
just reward for having abused a character worthy of further consideration
Well, sir?
Pardon me, I would not make so bold ...
Let me introduce myself. My name is Lorenzo da Ponte
Delighted to meet you, Brother Lawrence
My name is Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
It is strange that you know me, a complete unknown
I believe in meeting all brothers
In fact, I just came to Vienna
Went to the theater of the court,when your music has brought to my attention
Theatre of the court? Are you perhaps a musician?
No. I am not. I am a writer and poet
But I seek a compatriot, Antonio Salieri. He is a musician
Yes. The great Antonio Salieri. The big Italian family
I congratulate you, you're in good hands. Salieri is a fortunate man with the support of powerful people
Brother Lorenzo, welcome to Vienna
and good luck!
This ...
It's really rude
And you, maestro Salieri - How can you permit such rudeness without intervening?
I beg you, Madam Cavalieri, there's no reason to take offense
Right. A brief break for all
This is certainly really rude
So this is the welcome for an artist in Vienna
Is this how you celebrate the bel canto?
Love, listen It needs not a word
You wanted to humiliate me by inviting that brazen puppy to your opera
Maestro Salieri. My name is Lorenzo da Ponte, I just came to Vienna
I wanted to ask you ...
While I am busy here, I beg you wait outside. Now I can not listen to you very well
I am sent by Giacomo Casanova
Forgive me if I have seemed unkind, but today is not the most tranquil
Majesty!
Your visit honors us greatly
The honor is mine. As you know I am passionate about your work
although it appears that I have come at a bad time
You told me rehearsals start today
God knows ...
His Excellency the Count, in fact, is right
only that you, you just arrived during a brief break
And I'll immediately resume rehearsals; Please do not inconvenience yourselves, I can wait
Again, here there are things to admire, in abundance
And how are things going with our second grace, the Lady Ferrarese?
Your idea of bringing Lady Cavalieri, to my new opera and Lady Ferrarese
is proving an excellent idea, rather, I would say, even wonderful
your Majesty, permit me to introduce Padre Lorenzo da Ponte
a most dear friend and talented poet. Just arrived from Venice
Majesty, I am delighted to find myself in the presence of the wisest and most enlightened monarch of Europe
In Venice, where I come from, You are respected and admired
- So you're a poet? - Yes, majesty
In addition to curé, libertine and troublemaker
An exaggerated reputation which is not appropriate, majesty
Mr. da Ponte, exiled from Venice is seeking employment
Your Majesty may perhaps ... do something for him
Of course
Vienna needs now more than ever, poets, of fresh blood,
new momentum, builders, especially in the opera
Maestro Salieri, what you say if we trusted our friend da Ponte with the libretto your next opera?
Forgive me - I fear Majesty I may not live up to such a task
I have never written an opera text
You lack experience in the field of opera, I do not think a serious obstacle
On the contrary, we need new talents, new ideas, to renew our opera
Even more so if my ideas please the Maestro Salieri
You mean we'll have a virgin muse
Majesty, let me remind you that Maestro Salieri is already committed
with the poet ... Oh yes, Casti, Casti, I had forgotten
Well, that can be remedied. Is there another composer here in Vienna with whom you would like to collaborate?
And why not Mozart?
Our little rebel from Salzburg. That's a wonderful idea
I have long wanted Mr Mozart to address an opera in Italian
Yes
Your friend Lorenzo provides you always with the worst texts
In contrast, he reserves the best for Mozart and that whore Ferrarese
Forgive me my friend, I did not hear you arrive
I'm glad you decided not to undertake the journey alone
Let me introduce you to a dear friend
Madam ... Adriana Ferrarese, the incomparable soprano
I delighted to first hear you sing The Marriage of Figaro in Prague
but now I see you closely
I must say that the rest of your person fully honors so magnificent a voice
And I see that the stories I have heard about you, were not exaggerated
Oh, woe is me. These are not stories but History
At my age, I have found the peace of the senses
and the work of the spirit is to administer love equally to the memories
These senses give us return
His Excellency the Doge has entrusted to me the care of his magnificent library
and now I live immersed in dreams and desires that lie between ...
.. wild adventures, secrets and impossible loves
Books are my only comfort
Ah, we all have a book that can move us - Lorenzo, is not so?
East of here, I was expecting
No, this is for you
It looks like the book I saw the day of my baptism
not just seems, it is the same book
when you left Venice, I found it in a bookshop and I thought
I'll buy it and give it to Lorenzo
Annetta
Whatever you were when you left, you were less rich and now ...
you are one of the most acclaimed European lyric writers
I merited your recommendation to Salieri
he has helped me to break into the world of music
Forget Salieri! No, he is an excellent musician but ...
his obligations in court constitute a major constraint
You must work more with Mozart he is a highly talented artist
Your Figaro ... delicious, light, full of imagination
In the future, this is the way you must go
That's just what I tell him
after the triumph of Figaro Lorenzo must return to work with Mozart
And why not? Me. You must know he has declined my voice
because Salieri who is a villain imposed his own mistress, La Cavalieri
the only thing she exercise to perfection is ... well, you can imagine
Salieri is no villain, La Cavalieri is not a prostitute and I am not married to Mozart
The truth is that Mozart has very particular tastes
and rejects all operassuggested to him
Pedídmelo and I will write a story worthy of your talent
What story?
A new Don Giovanni
Wolfgang, arise.There are guests that await you
Who are they? Da Ponte and Salieri
No, do not show them in, I'm not interested
They want you to write a new opera, look, they have paid us a great advance
You can't play hard to get and then expect worthwhile payment
Let me remind you that we don't have funds to pay the maid
that neither of us enjoys good health
and the medical cure baths I must do in Switzerland cost an arm and a leg
Enough of your scolding! Always telling me what to do
I have had enough of recriminations
Stanzi, sorry
you know that there is nothing in the world that interests me like you
Let's see what they want to tell me, these two scheming Italians
Maestro My dearest
My God, you have gotten worse!
Maestro Salieri Maestro Mozart
We come to announce, by order of His Majesty
that you are commissioned to compose a new opera
in Italian, obviously
and assisted by the poetic talents our friend da Ponte
as you know, the Emperor has been very pleased with The Marriage of Figaro
We will do everything possible to satisfy His Majesty again
So let me recommend you avoid the scandals
check the content, if dubious, in which affront may lie
But what is it?
All in good time, Maestro
In the presentation of an opera, it is necessary to ensure a proper introduction, as in a banquet
we must instill a bit of sweetness into everyday work for the public
Therefore, my dear fellow, if you permit me to advise:
compose music that is simple, light, listenable
so that the fine palates can both digest and enjoy the show
Sweetness, banquet, tasting, digesting
Well, if I have understood correctly, Maestro Salieri
for you to compose an opera is like making a good desert
Let's see
The broken hearts and eggs
A souçon of intrigue, some flour
and for the comic relief, sugar
Into this beautiful approach Maestro da Ponte puts verses ..
and I insert the notes, everything is baked and the beautiful confection is ready, right?
Lord, please forgive me. Other matters require my presence
Good work
You have been too hard on him
Salieri is more sensitive than he looks
Can you tell me what is the dubious matter that Maestro Salieri referred to?
This opera will shake and astonish much more than The Marriage of Figaro
What is it?
Don Giovanni Don Giovanni
But if it has already been done dozens of times
never as we are doing it
We will make a Don Giovanni no one will ever forget
You know well that in ever note I write there is something that is mine
That which I feel, what I love
on the paper there is always a piece of my life
for me, this is not just work, it's much more. My music is an inner fire which consumes me
Why do you want to force me to suffer all this for a subject so ordinary
Let me convince you
Let me tell you the start
Imagine
a man wrapped in a broad cloak
traversing a forest surrounding a sumptuous palace
It's snowing, it is night
and there is a huge full moon in the sky
the light shining through the trees is not white, but rather blue
in this sleepy setting we see a man with his face covered by a wide-brimmed hat
The man is, you will have guessed it, Don Giovanni
who has decided to seduce Dona Ana, a young nobleman
in her upstairs bedroom
a beautiful young woman, behold, Dona Ana
is sleeping in a big bed
through her thin nightgown, her immaculate whiteness
is seen, a beautiful body but we can't see her face
because she has her back to us
her sleep is restless, her long hair scattered over the pillow
the door to the balcony is open and through the curtains moved by the evening breeze
appears the silhouette of Don Giovanni
who enters the room of Dona Ana
undresses
Don Giovanni is incautious and whispers, rapturous, into the ear of Dona Ana
"Dona Ana, my love, my life"
Dona Ana, my love, my life
Dona Ana then realizes that she is not being made love to as she thought by her fiancé
but a stranger
Help! ! Help!
Feeling exposed, Don Giovanni jumps out of bed
and rushes to pick up his clothes, putting them on as he may
out on the balcony, he jumps the rail like a scalded cat
he drops onto the grounds surrounding the mansion
and flees through the forest
while Dona Ana looks from the balcony, screaming
Don Giovanni at the end disappears
between the spectral trees
a truly brilliant opening, it is sensual, bold
Obviously, as much as I have narrated, represents the prelude
Is that the prelude?
But dear Mozart, we can not start an opera with such a scene
it would be a scandal. An opera of that type would not run
Do not remember the recommendations of Salieri?
Do you want me to care for Salieri's recommendations?
OK - but then, where to start?
We start outside the mansion
With Don Giovanni jumping from the balcony and going
before fleeing, Don Giovanni, should fight a duel with the Commander
Dona Ana's father, who came to her rescue
the Commander draws his sword and confronts Don Giovanni
it is an uneven match, given the ability of Don Giovanni as a swordsman
Don Giovanni kills the Commander with a stab in the chest
that murder represents the premise of the whole mess
because once the commander is dead
he can return at the end of the opera
as a marble statue
But do you want to start this way?
Dropping into the middle of a swordfight without conceding the public the least preparation,
no introductory history
While Don Giovanni is the bedroom of Dona Ana
his accomplice is under the balcony
And who is it?
Leporello Leporello?
Of course, Leporello, Don Giovanni's servant
who through the follies of his master's romantic loves is himself always in a sea of troubles
Good thing, a servant in the part of the buffoon: how original!
whenever you want to get a laugh but not to seem so
then you invent a servant or a maid in trouble because of love
Leporello. Congratulations, da Ponte
Leporello, yes
Toiling night and day
Lorenzo
Yes, love?
You have promised me a beautiful scene, all for me
An aria in which you can show off my abilities
You know me so well. Write me a beautiful aria, love
Yes, love
Lorenzo
I love you
I love you too, Adriana
Toiling night and day, with no thanks ...
To withstand rain and wind ...
Bad food and poor sleep; I want to be a gentleman ...
I do not want to serve more ...
A little milk
Wolfi, you have composed so little
Why have you been wearing yourself out all morning at it?
Love, I pray, I'm working
That's wrong
It is not right to spend so many hours on so few lines
It is not easy. This is the first aria of the opera, the cornerstone.
It must win the public quickly
Come on, forgive me. Fatigue, night and day, for one who gives no thanks
Stanzi treasure, let me compose in peace, eh?
Anyway, it's time to quit. Will you not be late?
Late for what? For today's lesson, good grief
Wolfiie! I forgot!
Let us send a messengerto cancel
How do I cancel? Costanza, I have to work. I can not go
Hurry. That lesson is cash and we need it, now you clean up and go
Stanzi, Stanzi
Teacher, teacher, are you okay?
Yes, yes of course, dear, yes
Can we go back to playing from the beginning? Yes
What say you? What do you think?
Is it part of your next opera? Yes, yes
And .. Did you happen to forgive your librettist Lorenzo da Ponte?
Yes. Did you know?
Yes. For years, in Venice, he was a friend of my father
I want to be a gentleman
I do not want to serve any more
no, no, no, I do not want to serve any more
Not bad, not bad Leporello
As Leporello sings only just No, no, no, I do not want to serve more
you go on stage breathless still trying to dress
after fleeing Dona Ana's bedroom
Doña Ana dressed only in a nightgown follows Don Giovanni
and yells, both because of the shock and from contempt
seen that this unknown has abused her in a dream
She holds the arm of Don Giovanni who tries desperately to get loose
but she resists his shakes and jerks
You, take care to conceal your face with your cloak
Doña Ana should not see you, you are a stranger to her. Thus. Try, try!
Do not hope if you do not kill me, that I will let you escape
Insane. In vain you cry, thou shalt not know who I am
Here, servants! The traitor!
Hush, my anger and fear Miserable!
Reckless Very good, very good
Do not hope if you do not kill me, that I will let you escape
Insane. In vain you cry, thou shalt not know who I am
What tumult! Oh heavens, what cries! The master again in trouble !...
People!... my servants! The traitor!
Hush my anger and fears!
Miserable!
Reckless!
Surely the libertine leads me to Perdition
What desperate fury chases you forever!
This desperate fury craves my downfall.
Miserable!
Reckless!
Draw your sword, unworthy!
Fight me!
I've no wish to battle with you!
So, would you flee from me?
If only I could flee from here!
So, would you flee from me?
Unhappy man! Hold, unless you want to die!
Ah, help!... I have been betrayed! The murderer has wounded me!
Ah, the unfortunate falls ... Distraught and dying ...
And from my throbbing breast ... I feel my soul depart
And from his throbbing breast ... I see his soul depart
Very good, very good gentlemen. Well, well - Perfect
A good break for all
Lady Cavalieri, magnificent. Magnifica!
Commander, perfect. Perfect! A couple of things ...
Excuse me
Annetta?
Is it you?
I told Mozart that I would like to attend the staging of an opera
I expected to find you, Lorenzo, but at the same time, I was afraid of seeing you
Scared? Why?
Need you ask? The first time I saw you
that morning in Venice was like a dream for me
It was a feeling I never had known before
But a moment later, you escaped from me as if you were in front of the devil himself
Annetta.
Before my eyes I found a purity
a harmony I would never have imagined could be of this world
in short, life gave me la gift, undeserved
and I felt unworthy, without a vocation
My father knew your exile and the fact that you had come here to Vienna
but wanted me to meet you and tell you he was too old and ill to travel
Sorry! And so, after his death
I decided to leave Venice and move here, to Vienna
But why did you not look for me immediately?
I did not want to be one of your many trophies, Lorenzo
What do you mean?
Your reputation as a womanizer. Your dissipated life.
Wait
They are verses that I have dedicated
See your name
They are for you
There, let us join hands. They will tell me yes!
Look, is not far. Let us, my dear, depart from here
Annetta
My love
Basically, nothing changes if I believe you or not
What do you mean?
It's too late
How, too late?
I am promised, Lorenzo, I'm getting married next month
With whom?
Not with you. Pardon
Adriana, what a surprise
What are you doing here?
Who is that?
Who?
Don't play the innocent! Who's she?
Anneta di Fiorini, Mozart's pupil
You're not jealous?
For all I know, she can not sing
You started rehearsals without as much as a word, and you wonder why l ask?
You promised me the lead role and instead you exclude me
I'll become a laughing stock in Vienna
What are you saying, darling?
Today we just talked introductory scenes
For sure, you want that Cavalieri bitch to warm the bed