Dvořák's (I wonder if you see the diacritics...) Requiem is good, only a bit too long. A hundred minutes is somewhat over the top. Otherwise, brilliant. Especially the opening motif, the motto, that four unstable and sinister notes without defined meter and tonality. After the first two quite terrifying numbers, the Dies irae comes as a shock, although it is not particularly scary when taken on its own. But nothing beats the final minutes, when after the relatively optimistic Agnus Dei-Lux aeterna that dark motif recurs. So much fear, so much philosophy. As though Dvořák asks us whether there is really something after, or not.
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