Johann Sebastian Bach (1985–…): Season 1, Episode 1 - Die Herausforderung - full transcript
"JOHANN SEBASTIAN BACH
THE MASTER OF MUSIC"
EPISODE I - "THE CHALLENGE"
The commander has sent a
virtuose as Louis Marchand...
should be seen as a
high honor for us...
to the Dresden Court.
Certainly, it's second to none.
But where else would i go...
since he kicked him out
of Versailles?
Italy sends its artists
to the outside.
The Spanish Court
it's very pia...
the English, the Puritan.
In Vienna, there are 2,000 monasteries.
And more than music,
The dashes love the target shot.
Should he go to Berlin?
For the wretched
Court of Frederick William?
With your barracks manners?
Prussian king,
that's what your father wanted.
because Prussia was not interesting
to a Polish province.
But if the prince regent
of Saxony became king of Poland...
then brandenburgist too
You're going to want to be king of something.
King of a sand can.
Where, with his scepter,
he will beat his nobility.
Why the Elbe River
near Dresden is yellow?
He's ashamed to the root,
because you have to leave the country...
because as soon as it crosses Meissen,
finds "Pruza".
Wonderful!
And what are you going to play for us now?
Excuse me, ma'am, a short break.
I've been playing for an hour and a half.
Understand. It will be granted.
I'm drunk.
A drink? Chocolate?
Coffee, if possible.
Oh, of course.
How do you do it?
What, miss?
With you, everything so new
and different, like a spell.
I'll take care of the instrument
to the French, that's it.
Plays sounds
that are not on the score.
I wouldn't be a virtuoso
if I didn't get to the score.
But I'm afraid it wouldn't be
a true artist...
if I didn't add anything,
since it's only my own...
Typically, the artist uses
the records of the harpsichord just...
to grade the volume accordingly
with your intention...
but I use them
to change the sound...
and this is the secret,
my beautiful child.
The conductor wanted to take a break,
bothers you with your questions.
No, not at all! With the question,
the individual becomes sovereign.
That's why questions usually...
be very uncomfortable to sovereigns,
because they indicate competition.
So allow me the question:
Why did you leave Versailles?
Because the stories
that circulated were very spicy.
They said you offended the king.
Unfortunately it was the other way around.
He's the one who offended me.
I had a wife.
This lady despised me...
and I abandoned her.
She asked for pension and the king demanded that
Give him half my salary.
What about you, sir?
I've considered it
an offence, monsieur.
When I had to play again
before the Court...
i interrupted the piece in half
and said to the king...
that since he would pay half
from my salary to my wife...
that she would be willing to play
the second half of the concert.
But you did it.
before the whole court?
What was I going to do, ma'am?
I'd find it unpolite to send
the Court though, but the king...
Sent me away.
It certainly was an expensive answer.
Yes, certainly, ma'am.
Character is a luxury
which only rarely pays off.
But it is through him that I now have
the pleasure of being in this circle of yours.
Please play the play again!
But my daughter!
Why not?
I'm still the Duke Regent
of Saxony-Weimar.
I thought the music in the castle
red had run out.
I had forbidden her,
with a fine of 10 thales.
Bach thinks that the ban
does not refer to him.
So he needs
of a reminder.
Let him think about what's written:
"I will go into the midst of you
and I will punish you.
You must love me."
Bach's contract
expressly says...
that he's committed
with both courts.
Even so, I can't tolerate
your contract.
We read in Matthew: "We cannot
serve two masters."
It wouldn't be better to take the case
of such a talented man?
To retit?
- I mean Moses 3:18...
"You mustnot be vengeful
against the children of thy people."
Greif, you want to catechise me?
God knows I'm a regent
Merciful.
I'm done with begging,
driving the poor out of here.
I reformed the punishments...
joining in prisons the criminals
with orphaned children...
and not with the crazy.
And Christian virtue increased
significantly in the region.
Every single mom knows...
that after giving birth will be arrested
and kept on bread and water.
There's no doubt about it. Posterity
will know how to recognize...
the value of your government in this our
decrepit century and without values.
I can't tolerate weakness, Greif.
Make sure Bach stops
to touch the red castle.
May my nephew raise his own
chapel if you want to have music.
Bastard!
Too bad we don't hear it more often
in the municipal church!
yes, I'm a castle organist.
We have in Weimar a song
that we've never had before.
I hope this continues.
Why don't you?
I have the rank of chapel master
of the Court, which is liquid and right.
Don't take this the wrong way.
but I have contact
with The Marshal of the Greif Court.
The Duke disapproves of his music
in the red castle.
But there wouldn't be a single note
of my music in Weimar...
without the red castle.
The duke is irascible.
I have my contract!
That's right. You're a servant of the court.
As a servant of the Court, I do
music, and I don't bow!
Don't underestimate the warning.
I speak as a friend.
Certainly.
I appreciate the warning.
And for all you've done
peace.
You must really see me
as a friend.
What's the out of here?
The minister's leader of
office, Your Majesty.
"Augustus expule horum
electus ex horum..."
Come in, Flemming!
You want to embarrass me in front of my
poles with their Fifth Latin?
Ne absolu conductive.
Shame on you!
Is that all you got ready for me?
I'll wait, Wesnich!
Your Majesty!
Oh, Flemming!
Come!
See.
The stair outline
to the new theater.
No, I didn't like it.
Let's see what K?ppelmann says.
If at least
cost a little less...
Well, that makes money
Circular.
The whole of Europe must speak
of my Dresden.
In fact, there's been more talk about us
than from Madrid or Milan...
only St. Petersburg speaks up
as much as.
And at best...
there's a lot of talk about
Versailles...
By the way, I heard
that this Marchand...
has drawn attention
this way.
This artist draws attention
throughout Europe.
For 10 years Marchand was
organist of the Court at Versailles...
he arrived as the king's studder; Without
exaggerations: it is unique in its m?tier.
It is even considered
superior to Couperin.
We'll make use of it.
My son won Antonio Lotti
in Venice for our opera...
and if we also have it as
representative of the French style...
I believe there are contrasts between
The Italian and French styles...
that, in my view,
don't match much.
Now there are also them among my
Poles and my Saxons!
If we put it all together, the Polish nobility
benefits from Saxon money.
And the Saxon craftsman
of polish contractors.
Well then,
Look at that contrast!
Let's offer this Marchand
a post with urgency...
for you to stay.
And even before the first
Lotti's opera.
What if our brave director
chapel...
have problems
with the French style...
then Marchand should
consult you.
Rest assured, Your Majesty.
As you can see...
we dominated the French style
utterly, Monsieur Marchand.
Forgive me, but I have to disagree.
In the first, second, third
and in the seventh compass of the adage...
the viola came in earlier.
And in the ninth, the oboe did
a trill.
But there's no trill here.
And I can't find an entrance
on the score, Monsieur Schmidt.
In addition, I allow myself to observe
that the octaves are scored.
Or is your reading different?
The entrainment in the adage is
cantabile, Monsieur Marchand.
It is common for the musician to spruc
his voice.
It is common in all works
Italian.
But it is not common in openings
of Monsieur Lully.
If Monsieur Lully wanted to
an opening like this...
he would have written it.
he would have written it.
Music is not just made
of notes, Monsieur Marchand!
But without following them,
music escapes us.
Monsieur Marchand, we have not the
intention to demote M. Lully.
It is merely the accuracy of the
in interpreting it.
And that's why I'm here.
At this point, we have wide
Experience.
Why then ask for my
Opinion...
If you don't want to hear it...
and don't want to take advantage
Her?
Thank you, gentlemen!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,
I value Count Flemming's assessment
in every way, you know...
but send Monsieur Marchand
control our test...
This really is too much.
Teach us how to play
lully's openings!
French style!
As if in the Dresden orchestra
there weren't enough people...
who studied French style in Paris!
You for example! And for a long time!
yes, but now we're playing
in Dresden...
and dresden music has
their own specificity.
Just. We don't need
more than one French master.
He makes music like he does
Exercises!
French style!
French style! As if not
we knew what french style is!
Do we have to swallow this?
But he's the most famous
of Europe.
Maybe he needs someone
that muffles your haughting.
I'll introduce you
to his master.
They take it for fun, it seems to me...
as our French guest himself
understands evil with the chapel of the Court.
The Marchand case already gives
what to talk about everywhere.
But my father wants to see you in
Warsaw, it's your express wish.
And here, Countess Woronzow wants
invite you also to St. Petersburg.
And the Princess of Saint-Germain says:
"Convince Marchand to return to Paris.
Try at least that.
For Fran?ois Couperin would be
Possible as a composer...
but not like
Marchand's replacement."
That is, the French Court
bows before Dresden.
Your efforts refer to
only to music.
Although the King of France
have not been ill-advised...
should have married a Ratzewil
or at least with a Czertoriska.
I hope you had
a great night's sleep...
my venerable wife.
Without you, as usual.
My dear...
their intense outonaly storms
they hurt my cutis.
Indeed?
It always seemed to me
that roses vicejam better...
while the shadow of the night
protects them.
- What are the themes of the letters?
They're good for Marchand.
Oh, Marchand...
At the moment, I think he thinks
challenge the whole world.
This idea is worthy of a "ma?tre
of plaisir", my dear Count...
we take him to that,
we tried.
Don't you think so, too?
Do we?
He challenges the first
virtuous of Europe.
Throw them the ball glove...
You're got some curious ideas.
You take him to that.
The Flemming Palace
from now on...
will be available
as an area of disputes!
Since my face
wife didn't...
No, my dear husband.
I leave you the pleasure
of brightness and thunder...
as long as it doesn't touch
my roses.
Moreover in that choice...
the thunder seems softer...
he has no thorns.
The cantata is good.
In memory of our ancient
master-chapel of the Court...
he couldn't have
found a more dignified.
The old man has always been to me
a faithful servant.
For more than 30 years, it has been
my chapel master of the Court.
It wasn't a talent astonishment.
Unfortunately, of fragile health.
But still, correct.
He was never a rebel.
You have provided
a worthy burial.
"Be faithful to death...
and I will give you the crown of life."
Have you thought of a successor?
It can only be one.
Bach, Your Excellency.
Bach remains a concert master,
that's out of the question.
I mean bluntly, monsieur.
The king likes you.
As they say your art
improvisation is unique...
as well as his way of dealing
with the harpsichord...
I'm not afraid of any kind
comparison.
Because he challenges you.
The Minister makes available to
his palace for a championship.
And for the first ladies of the nobility
it will certainly be a pleasure...
reach discreetly to the ears
important from abroad...
to make that news
public there, rightly so.
Should I auction myself?
- The dashes wish it.
The dames are thirsty
for their victories.
Or would there be someone to fear?
No, I wouldn't know who.
The Regent Cabinet Minister
you'll be pleased.
So you're going to take the offer?
Well, what do I have left?
What would be more appropriate?
There's no better revenge
of Versailles.
Although I think it's kind of silly.
Make competitions on how to
thrills with an adage...
or ignites with an allegro.
But I think I'm a man a lot
to dare to do so.
And every music room always
it was a battlefield...
where the auditorium crucifies him
if you don't conquer him.
I've been informing myself, Greif.
Who thinks he is the most
important area of the region today?
Heinichen in Dresden.
Don't say it!
Konau in Leipzig.
Too old.
Fasch in Gera.
Generates, discarded.
Graupner in Darmstadt.
No, not Graupner, please.
So, of course, there's no one
better than Bach here in Weimar.
Why don't you get informed
Better, Greif? And Telemann.
Bach next to Telemann?
Bach's down, Greif.
Bach won't drive anymore. Also
you won't make up anything else for me.
Concert master and organist.
That's enough.
Bach no longer needs
than that.
I think that's
will not satisfy you.
He still needs to receive for the
music in the red castle.
That was never given him
strictly prohibited.
Even Bach
you have a head to think about.
And how he stopped doing it
hard, he died for me.
Cousin Water's there.
Forget about him.
When it's not playing,
studying, rehearsing...
directing or inspected organs,
you're composing.
You never seem to get tired.
There's always a lot to do.
Guess who sent it
Memories.
- Compadre Telemann.
Thank you, i'm sorry.
By little he too
would have come to Weimar.
As chapel master.
The duke offered him formally.
But Telemann wrote
saying that Bach...
was already the best chapel master
that he could find.
That was 10 weeks ago.
Now he asks if he can
congratulate him.
I told you, i don't know.
Gessen told you, too.
And so are others.
The duke is vengeful.
I wrote cantatas for the duke
and organ parts in the mountains.
As an organist, I am the last
of all musicians.
Below me are only the piper
and the substitute.
But the duke granted him the title
of concert master.
Yes, formal procedures.
He would have forgotten it himself!
Who should
be vindictive?
Talk to the duke, Sebastian.
Yes...
Now I make a point
of an audience.
Here comes again the master
Bach concerts.
He eventually became
a real torment.
Begging also
it's an evil of Thuringia.
And the gypsies.
The Chancellor says his excellency
now it's going to bring progress.
The gypsies will all be arrested...
but for the poor in the region
there will be improvements.
Will he have a job for them?
- Not that, but free school.
Catechism and reading.
Of course with that
they won't make money.
Yes, but in return they will have
the burial for free.
On the provisions of 1715,
14, 13 by year four of the file.
Good morning, gentlemen!
Good morning, concert master.
Did today came any note
from when I can see the duke?
I'm here for the third time.
That's right, your audience!
I don't think it's going to work out,
concert master.
I have to inform you that...
your excellence should not satisfies
about your highest to-do...
but i'd let you know in time
about their duties.
Is that it?
Yes, that's all.
Moreover, on future issues
You can go...
to their superior future,
the chapel master of the Court, Drese.
Drain?
Dresewille?
Who I was superior to
as a concert master...
because he wasn't enough
as chapel master for the duke?
Excuse me, Master Chapel,
I have a lot of service. Good morning.
Remember, Zapf...
in 1681 there was also
an act about begging.
Now I'm wrong.
Let's start from the beginning, brother-in-law.
It's too fast for me.
Once again, Bach composed
a great work.
I confirm, grandiose...
but difficult.
Very fast.
Will next time you don't give
to make it a little easier?
It'll soon get easier, so
learn to play better, brother-in-law.
The theme goes to the feet,
so that makes you want to dance.
As my dear wife is
sour with me today!
Did you see that, Bach?
I'm the fool.
And you, the greatest of us all.
- Bigger, no, Your Honor.
Oh, yes, dear Bach.
The sonata is finished.
Your general bass always amazes me.
It can't be a big deal
my profession.
In Weimar you can't do it anymore
that chapel master.
It's your joke, isn't it?
The chapel is already
under his direction for years.
The old duke refused even
talk to me about it.
But this is unbelievable!
No, this is really good!
Why are you still here, Bach?
I'm taking him with me to K?then,
with pleasure!
Take the offer, Bach!
If it is not sufficient for the
master-chapel of the duke...
I will make him chapel master
of the Court of the Principality.
And you will receive
twice as much as its predecessor.
But we don't have organs
so good over there, a pity.
But...
K?then is retired.
That's why there's a prince
who plays viola da gamba...
the same status
of my court marshal.
A somewhat offer
surprising, excellency.
Is
what's so surprising?
I was just hoping that in Weimar
dispense with their services.
If you accept, start
on August 1st.
I'll send you the contract.
Immediately.
Come on, Bach!
I'll die laughing if the old man
get rid of you that way.
The high lords make promises
very easily...
but they're not firm rocks
on which one can build.
You shouldn't decide
Hastily.
For nine years I played organ
for the duke.
I played violin, regi choir and chapel,
I made music when and how he wanted...
and now Drese will become
the chapel master of the Court?
But your salary remains.
And you can commact like before.
Barbara, until now, when she was writing
a cantata, I introduced her.
And it determined the cadence
and the presentation.
She sounded like I wanted her to.
And now, it's going to sound
as Dresewille get.
yes, that's terrible.
As long as nothing is right,
you should hold the job.
And in the organ, you are the sovereign.
Playing there is an old woman's fart.
That's right, old lady fart.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Master-Chapel of the Court
principality in K?then.
If he becomes true,
Barbara...
i wonder what i should
write in the score in the future...
for which I get money
of the camera on the 16th?
I must write what Dresewille
can do?
But I can't do it alone
what Dresewille knows how to do!
There was something...
Ah, here!
I'm sorry, concert master...
the amount of six guldens
and six groschen...
for the annual quota
double sheet music paper...
was cut by instruction
personal staff of his excellence.
The new chapel master Drese...
does not require paper.
Mr. Concert master!
Mr. Concert master!
Yes?
So I don't need to take to your
House. It costs two groschen.
All right.
Thank you.
Barbara!
Barbara!
Match!
What's the matter?
Mail!
Wow, you scared me!
Volumier wrote from Dresden.
In Dresden is the Marchand,
the famous French virtuoso...
and I must go there anyway...
because Marchand invited everyone
for a championship in the harpsichord.
Volumier says that if the news runs,
imagine who can be heard there.
But can you get out?
I need to get over there.
Only Marchand is worth the trip.
Do you really think the duke
Are you going to let him go?
In the situation you're in?
In my position...
i don't need anymore
of the duke's authorization.
Here, here!
From K?then?
Yes, the contract.
Read!
Forty-five guldens!
Instead of 316!
That's 140 guldens!
And rent.
And wood for heating.
Read here, look...
Here.
It gives me the only supervision
and determination...
about all the camera music of the
Cutting and meals of the principality.
And I, with the title
of prince's chapel master...
i'll be on the same level
of the Marshal of the Court.
Johann Sebastian Bach.
And I can make it.
The contract may be in force
from August.
I'm going to sign it right away.
But I don't think he'd let
you go.
Why is that?
Who don't you think about supporting
you don't want to keep it either.
If the duke no longer needs
of my music...
You'll be happy to get rid of me.
I'm going to sign it.
Master-Chapel of the Court
of K?then.
Johann...
Sebastian...
Bach.
Ready.
My children will no longer be
the children of a servant.
And the mayor's wife
of K?then...
will have to salute
my wife first.
I can't even imagine.
You don't have to imagine,
you're going to live it all.
Well then, dear Marchand,
What else can we do?
Your challenge: either it will not be
taken seriously by anyone...
or will be feared by all. Hope
much that the second is the case.
Although this is a terror.
An artist with whom
no other one will dreve to measure...
will have been abandoned by all,
even by his enemies.
And the only one that so far
was announced here...
is one of his admirers,
as Count Mordax informed me.
The Organist of the Court
of his excellence...
Duke Wilhelm Ernst of Weimar.
After gently taking
knowledge of its title...
The man certainly has a name too.
Yes, there is.
Bach. He must have friends
in the chapel of the Court here.
Intercede for him there.
Do you know our chapel?
Yes, I had the pleasure.
So if you want to meet
this Bach...
I must have too many admirers,
Excellence.
But what I need
is a challenger.
And Bach has already signed the contract
with the Prince of K?then.
Are you sure about that?
Your nephew told me
that way.
Complete triumph!
And with a smile.
Your uncle would take the heads off more
capable of the principality.
This time, he made a mistake, Greif.
Bach stays.
The concert master will receive
a negative response a posteriori?
No answer.
He's going to realize that this
is also an answer.
In fact, we need to leave
of the legal principle...
described by Thomasius
as follows:
the sovereigns are for the subjects
as parents to children...
being entitled
determination and punishment.
Powendorf arrives at the same
result, and...
and now literally...
obedience of the subjects
in relation to authority...
because she
is necessarily due...
it's not even part of
of his free will.
But I'm in this contract
by my free choice.
That doesn't change anything.
R?mer writes...
that as soon as you're born
in the "lap" of a sovereign...
or is under his protection,
begin their duties as a subject.
I can dodge your protection.
Oh, for God's sake!
I wouldn't just miss
all subject rights...
but also the loss
of all assets and assets.
But only if they catch me.
Still, i'm sorry.
The duke may demand your extradition
throughout the territory of the Holy Empire...
of all authority
and every prince regent.
State Order of Saxony-Thuringia,
title 48, chapter 3.
In this way, the King of Prussia had
to extradite Countess Cosel...
to Saxony, though she had
placed under his protection.
But this...
- These are absurd conditions.
You wanted to know your situation.
That's the one.
So?
The Compadre Meckmach
Will it help you with your rights?
Don't you?
No, i'm not.
Because I have no right.
The duke, if you like, can
bury me in his Weimar.
Then i'm serious, Sebastian.
Yes, very serious.
You need to cancel Dresden.
If I'm put aside
Here... No.
Then I don't see why
you should go to Marchand.
I took my quarter money.
You take money from the duke
without providing service for it!
He arrests me here, so
you can also pay me!
And by not answering me,
I'm going to Dresden.
Volumier, did not write to me that I
should participate in the tournament!
I'm not even ready!
But if I can...
Pay attention.
There were fights
around the chapel.
Marchand offended
the chapel of the Court.
And I know you'd be the one with the
to put it back on track.
But now I advise
this dispute.
What could happen to me?
You lose!
And then it's going to get worse for us.
That French arrogance!
No, let me cancel.
He's the most famous stud
europe's.
So losing from him
it's no dishonor.
Come on, spit it out.
Who, from which countries and how many
are you going to run?
Nobody. You're the only one.
Can I hear you?
Yes, I took care of it.
Even tonight. Even today
at night at Fleming Palace.
I don't want to underestimate
German music...
but german musicians seem servis
too much in relation to their sovereigns...
to be sovereign
in music.
And Weimar's fame,
as I learned...
It's one of the worst.
Too much religion, but few ideas.
Like this Prussian king.
He soldiers 50, 000...
but there's no musician in court.
They believe themselves virtuous and pious,
but they act miserable.
But this Bach
causes excellent printing.
Wherever you go.
Yes, I've heard of it.
The man seems to be witty.
So much the better.
I at least don't stoomuch.
if I'm having a hard time with a man like that.
Bright!
Great!
Sovereign!
I warned you.
Yes, he did.
The harpsichord is an instrument
Exceptional. It's a Silbermann.
You need to figure it out
of me to test it tomorrow afternoon.
But his condition:
all difficulties
imaginable.
Accepted.
I'm sure it's torture.
for you to hear me.
I can't do it second
his will.
The French ladies certainly
they're much more skilled than I am.
Totally.
At least not in music.
They tell stories
that are quite hard.
Hard stories are heard
everywhere.
The lack of modes increases with the
distance from the narrator of the facts.
Here at court we are very close
and you see little of it.
The Court is Catholic and all
Saxony is Protestant.
Then the pastors are
eye like guard dogs.
They will never forgive the king the fact
of him becoming Catholic.
Thanks!
Will you have tea with me?
Paris must be very beautiful.
And the Court of Versailles...
I'd like to go there.
Thank you.
But who knows
How would you think of that?
It would be like a daisy
between orchids.
It is true that they use there
deep necklines?
Before Madame Maintenon was staying
so sink, she used to say...
that spring snow
it just looks pretty by the buttons.
And she was guided by that, too?
She and all the court's dams.
Even the late summer snow
was not free of the buttons.
My beautiful child,
Don't be scared!
There is no news of man who
had been blinded by it.
The runny nose increased, and that was it.
Now I understand why there is no
match for you in the harpsichord.
Same?
Yes, because it touches it so
free as your thoughts.
What the other year?
The carnation is being tuned.
For tomorrow, I believe.
This isn't Lebell.
Whoever it is...
Curious way to tune.
Monsieur Marchand!
Who's tuning the carnation?
Monsieur Marchand, if I
also wear a dress like that...
with the French neckline,
but for you...
I need to know
who's on the harpsichord!
Why does he despise me?
I don't understand
with what is so shocked!
Because he knows
another kind of music.
From this well-tempered atmosphere
that allows the 24 shades.
Remember, Lebell.
- Pure theoretical joke.
You said it yourself. There is no
how to use this in composition.
He knows it!
Goes apart
for c sharp minor...
of c sharp minor there
smaller or there larger sharp.
Why are you going?
Straight through.
Because it uses a whole line
of chords of small Tuesdays...
and turns it into scales.
But that doesn't work!
He'd go into the devil's kitchen!
He just doesn't come in!
That's the mystery.
Not Corelli, not Vivaldi...
not even the young and daring Rameau
composes a chord itself flat-minor.
No one wrote
in f sharp greater.
And why should he do it?
He knows it. He knows
the whole circle of farms.
He dominates him like our antipodes
dominate the other side of the moon.
He walks around and dells.
But the search has not yet been
harmonic laws of the 24 shades.
But he dominates them.
A man who in all his
work never left...
small-town residence
of princes...
almost populated, cities that do not
even have 500 houses, like Weimar.
And in such provincialism he succeeds
create a new musical universe...
and overcome it.
And measuring yourself with someone like that...
No, no, no, no, no, no, no,
That wasn't the deal!
If I add up, there are two shades
that have shaken him so much.
The rest is speculation.
What do you want to comfort me for?
Mr. Lebell?
The public loves him.
You know their taste.
If I were an impostor, I'd look
fool Bach sympatheticly.
But you need to win!
If your stay here
is longer.
You don't have a choice!
You say it, I don't have a choice.
You've always demanded the challenge!
But I run
without a single chance!
Trust your audience!
No, Lebell.
What victory would this be, of which
Would I have to embarrass myself forever?
But it was the gentleman who proclaimed
the challenge! You can't leave!
Lebell, it would be against my
awareness gain.
Just as it is against my
honor to lose.
I have to run. Is
a shame if I run.
Otherwise, too.
That's right.
Just running away I spare myself
of the harsh public humiliation.
Back to France...
where Bach is unknown...
and no one doubts my
mastery of the shades.
Back to France.
Even tonight.
I don't think anyone's missing.
position in the Court.
Only the king asked him to apologize.
Today is not your usual night
countess D?ner?
The Countess has just entered
the enclosure, please...
Poor.
Pitiful as the king neglects her
with their tedious business.
He works too hard.
Just these trips between Dresden,
Krakow and Warsaw...
If he were less robust,
couldn't take it.
The Minister!
Together, they have so much
territory in Poland...
who could trade
all over Saxony.
The Minister is impatient. He
look at the clock all the time.
Did he receive
bad news?
Is it that in the end
Did Bach get scared?
I just found out they sent it.
pick it up; he hasn't arrived yet.
Mr. Bach, as I thought.
Not Bach, Monsieur Marchand!
Monsieur Marchand?
Did something happen
with the carriage?
Or is he not okay?
Untimely as it turned out
of the palace yesterday?
No, he rehearsed.
Wonderfully.
I heard him rehearsing.
Before, the harpsichord was being
Tuned. I was taking class.
Then Monsieur Marchand
Left me...
and then he touched so
incomparable, as never before.
No, then you're wrong,
my dear.
He left the palace yet
while the harpsichord was touched.
Countess von Richtshein saw him
coming out with their own eyes.
Still while the harpsichord
was touched?
Yes, ask her!
The tuner was the only
still present?
They've been to the rooms
of Marchand. It's all empty.
Abandoned.
They kidnapped him! Understand that!
Compose yourself, child.
If there was a crime here, it would be
quickly clarified...
since our minister regent
is personally engaged.
Dear gifts.
Ladies and gentlemen.
Tonight's tournament
it won't happen anymore.
What happened to Monsieur Marchand?
What happened to him?
Monsieur Marchand left this
city before sunrise.
In secret,
without any farewell.
I regret what happened, as well as
everyone, and I find it surprising.
- The Court's organist.
Who's that?
Mr. Bach, organist of the Court,
of Weimar.
He asks if his presence
remains necessary.
If Monsieur Marchand
don't show up here, so no.
Madame, monsieur Marchand...
will not appear,
not at all.
But we will dissolve our society
in honor of Monsieur Marchand?
In my opinion, half concert...
it's still better
than no concert.
Please, Mr. Bach.
We're waiting for you.
I don't think you should have
done that.
We finally wait for the musician
for which Marchand left us.
I hope he doesn't
Remember what we've lost...
I imagine he's going to get
to make up for the loss.
- Soon you can see he's not coming from Paris.
No one expected that.
They could have borrowed a better suit.
to him. It's totally out of fashion.
Daddy's coming! Dad!
Get my stuff.
How'd it go?
Sebastian!
Well, I guess!
Yes!
The knights are back.
Have you heard from the chancellery?
Here you are!
Didn't you go there?
Over and over again... But none
word of the Secretary of the Court.
Mr. Bach!
He is the organist of the Court and master of
Bach concerts, Johann Sebastian?
You know my husband, Marhold!
I have the task of...
in the name of His Excellency...
take it to the judge's chamber
state and arrest him.
In the state judge's chamber?
Arrest?
Bach?
With thieves and bums?
Why is that?
But compadre...
have to refute the judge's decision.
From the judge to the high court...
are three instances...
it easily takes a year.
And in the last instance,
ends up depending on the duke...
because it ends up being
the supreme judge.
But what's left for me?
Just the path of forgiveness.
What can I expect?
Everything, comadre, everything.
It's all.
No, it's not. And he knows it.
Even today I'm going to put all
our things in the cart...
and spread it to all friends
and well-known...
that the duke held my husband as
bandit after nine years of service...
destroying his career.
And that would be exactly
the wrong thing to do.
Yes.
Just as a curiosity:
Bach hasn't changed his mind yet?
No. Even though i'm already in jail
Four weeks ago, Your Honor.
Four weeks.
- And the wife emptying the house.
Is that right?
Since you don't know that,
being marshal of the Court?
I'm thinking of other means
to call Bach to reason.
Proverbs, Solomon 25:
"Those who punish
you will find pleasure...
and blessings will fall upon them."
Forgiveness...
i don't think it's
advisable, excellency.
Why not?
Bach's arrest caused several
rumors abroad and draws attention.
In Anhalt, L?neburg,
just as in Hessen.
We've also heard of
of the fact in Dresden.
The Prince of K?then has strong
ties with the King of Prussia.
He publicly quoted the prisoner
as his chapel master of the Court.
Dresden is irritated due to
unsuccessful intermediation.
And with Minister Flemming
it is said that since his concert...
he enjoys the highest fame.
It doesn't reach my
authority in nothing, Greif.
But it harms
your excellency's fame.
As a musician,
Bach is already too well known...
to be treated
as a common subject.
You can do it,
but harms the image.
A beautiful revenge.
After owe all your fame
just me.
The act itself is vexatium.
Greif!
Release Bach!
But in dishonor,
what we don't hide.
We destroy the minutes.
We've never had a musician
with that name. Not in this court.
Who's playing in there?
Schubart.
Bach's successor.
What's he playing?
Bach, with your permission,
Excellence.
Stop it!
Now!
Stop!
Stop!
Then it looked like a courier...
but it wasn't a courier...
it was the state judge's chamber.
It wasn't a courier!
Maybe it was your
farewell to the organ, Sebastian.
In K?then you will not
more to be a church musician.
I don't just have to do
music on the organ.
But they won't make it
forget it in Weimar.
Who knows...
THE MASTER OF MUSIC"
EPISODE I - "THE CHALLENGE"
The commander has sent a
virtuose as Louis Marchand...
should be seen as a
high honor for us...
to the Dresden Court.
Certainly, it's second to none.
But where else would i go...
since he kicked him out
of Versailles?
Italy sends its artists
to the outside.
The Spanish Court
it's very pia...
the English, the Puritan.
In Vienna, there are 2,000 monasteries.
And more than music,
The dashes love the target shot.
Should he go to Berlin?
For the wretched
Court of Frederick William?
With your barracks manners?
Prussian king,
that's what your father wanted.
because Prussia was not interesting
to a Polish province.
But if the prince regent
of Saxony became king of Poland...
then brandenburgist too
You're going to want to be king of something.
King of a sand can.
Where, with his scepter,
he will beat his nobility.
Why the Elbe River
near Dresden is yellow?
He's ashamed to the root,
because you have to leave the country...
because as soon as it crosses Meissen,
finds "Pruza".
Wonderful!
And what are you going to play for us now?
Excuse me, ma'am, a short break.
I've been playing for an hour and a half.
Understand. It will be granted.
I'm drunk.
A drink? Chocolate?
Coffee, if possible.
Oh, of course.
How do you do it?
What, miss?
With you, everything so new
and different, like a spell.
I'll take care of the instrument
to the French, that's it.
Plays sounds
that are not on the score.
I wouldn't be a virtuoso
if I didn't get to the score.
But I'm afraid it wouldn't be
a true artist...
if I didn't add anything,
since it's only my own...
Typically, the artist uses
the records of the harpsichord just...
to grade the volume accordingly
with your intention...
but I use them
to change the sound...
and this is the secret,
my beautiful child.
The conductor wanted to take a break,
bothers you with your questions.
No, not at all! With the question,
the individual becomes sovereign.
That's why questions usually...
be very uncomfortable to sovereigns,
because they indicate competition.
So allow me the question:
Why did you leave Versailles?
Because the stories
that circulated were very spicy.
They said you offended the king.
Unfortunately it was the other way around.
He's the one who offended me.
I had a wife.
This lady despised me...
and I abandoned her.
She asked for pension and the king demanded that
Give him half my salary.
What about you, sir?
I've considered it
an offence, monsieur.
When I had to play again
before the Court...
i interrupted the piece in half
and said to the king...
that since he would pay half
from my salary to my wife...
that she would be willing to play
the second half of the concert.
But you did it.
before the whole court?
What was I going to do, ma'am?
I'd find it unpolite to send
the Court though, but the king...
Sent me away.
It certainly was an expensive answer.
Yes, certainly, ma'am.
Character is a luxury
which only rarely pays off.
But it is through him that I now have
the pleasure of being in this circle of yours.
Please play the play again!
But my daughter!
Why not?
I'm still the Duke Regent
of Saxony-Weimar.
I thought the music in the castle
red had run out.
I had forbidden her,
with a fine of 10 thales.
Bach thinks that the ban
does not refer to him.
So he needs
of a reminder.
Let him think about what's written:
"I will go into the midst of you
and I will punish you.
You must love me."
Bach's contract
expressly says...
that he's committed
with both courts.
Even so, I can't tolerate
your contract.
We read in Matthew: "We cannot
serve two masters."
It wouldn't be better to take the case
of such a talented man?
To retit?
- I mean Moses 3:18...
"You mustnot be vengeful
against the children of thy people."
Greif, you want to catechise me?
God knows I'm a regent
Merciful.
I'm done with begging,
driving the poor out of here.
I reformed the punishments...
joining in prisons the criminals
with orphaned children...
and not with the crazy.
And Christian virtue increased
significantly in the region.
Every single mom knows...
that after giving birth will be arrested
and kept on bread and water.
There's no doubt about it. Posterity
will know how to recognize...
the value of your government in this our
decrepit century and without values.
I can't tolerate weakness, Greif.
Make sure Bach stops
to touch the red castle.
May my nephew raise his own
chapel if you want to have music.
Bastard!
Too bad we don't hear it more often
in the municipal church!
yes, I'm a castle organist.
We have in Weimar a song
that we've never had before.
I hope this continues.
Why don't you?
I have the rank of chapel master
of the Court, which is liquid and right.
Don't take this the wrong way.
but I have contact
with The Marshal of the Greif Court.
The Duke disapproves of his music
in the red castle.
But there wouldn't be a single note
of my music in Weimar...
without the red castle.
The duke is irascible.
I have my contract!
That's right. You're a servant of the court.
As a servant of the Court, I do
music, and I don't bow!
Don't underestimate the warning.
I speak as a friend.
Certainly.
I appreciate the warning.
And for all you've done
peace.
You must really see me
as a friend.
What's the out of here?
The minister's leader of
office, Your Majesty.
"Augustus expule horum
electus ex horum..."
Come in, Flemming!
You want to embarrass me in front of my
poles with their Fifth Latin?
Ne absolu conductive.
Shame on you!
Is that all you got ready for me?
I'll wait, Wesnich!
Your Majesty!
Oh, Flemming!
Come!
See.
The stair outline
to the new theater.
No, I didn't like it.
Let's see what K?ppelmann says.
If at least
cost a little less...
Well, that makes money
Circular.
The whole of Europe must speak
of my Dresden.
In fact, there's been more talk about us
than from Madrid or Milan...
only St. Petersburg speaks up
as much as.
And at best...
there's a lot of talk about
Versailles...
By the way, I heard
that this Marchand...
has drawn attention
this way.
This artist draws attention
throughout Europe.
For 10 years Marchand was
organist of the Court at Versailles...
he arrived as the king's studder; Without
exaggerations: it is unique in its m?tier.
It is even considered
superior to Couperin.
We'll make use of it.
My son won Antonio Lotti
in Venice for our opera...
and if we also have it as
representative of the French style...
I believe there are contrasts between
The Italian and French styles...
that, in my view,
don't match much.
Now there are also them among my
Poles and my Saxons!
If we put it all together, the Polish nobility
benefits from Saxon money.
And the Saxon craftsman
of polish contractors.
Well then,
Look at that contrast!
Let's offer this Marchand
a post with urgency...
for you to stay.
And even before the first
Lotti's opera.
What if our brave director
chapel...
have problems
with the French style...
then Marchand should
consult you.
Rest assured, Your Majesty.
As you can see...
we dominated the French style
utterly, Monsieur Marchand.
Forgive me, but I have to disagree.
In the first, second, third
and in the seventh compass of the adage...
the viola came in earlier.
And in the ninth, the oboe did
a trill.
But there's no trill here.
And I can't find an entrance
on the score, Monsieur Schmidt.
In addition, I allow myself to observe
that the octaves are scored.
Or is your reading different?
The entrainment in the adage is
cantabile, Monsieur Marchand.
It is common for the musician to spruc
his voice.
It is common in all works
Italian.
But it is not common in openings
of Monsieur Lully.
If Monsieur Lully wanted to
an opening like this...
he would have written it.
he would have written it.
Music is not just made
of notes, Monsieur Marchand!
But without following them,
music escapes us.
Monsieur Marchand, we have not the
intention to demote M. Lully.
It is merely the accuracy of the
in interpreting it.
And that's why I'm here.
At this point, we have wide
Experience.
Why then ask for my
Opinion...
If you don't want to hear it...
and don't want to take advantage
Her?
Thank you, gentlemen!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,
I value Count Flemming's assessment
in every way, you know...
but send Monsieur Marchand
control our test...
This really is too much.
Teach us how to play
lully's openings!
French style!
As if in the Dresden orchestra
there weren't enough people...
who studied French style in Paris!
You for example! And for a long time!
yes, but now we're playing
in Dresden...
and dresden music has
their own specificity.
Just. We don't need
more than one French master.
He makes music like he does
Exercises!
French style!
French style! As if not
we knew what french style is!
Do we have to swallow this?
But he's the most famous
of Europe.
Maybe he needs someone
that muffles your haughting.
I'll introduce you
to his master.
They take it for fun, it seems to me...
as our French guest himself
understands evil with the chapel of the Court.
The Marchand case already gives
what to talk about everywhere.
But my father wants to see you in
Warsaw, it's your express wish.
And here, Countess Woronzow wants
invite you also to St. Petersburg.
And the Princess of Saint-Germain says:
"Convince Marchand to return to Paris.
Try at least that.
For Fran?ois Couperin would be
Possible as a composer...
but not like
Marchand's replacement."
That is, the French Court
bows before Dresden.
Your efforts refer to
only to music.
Although the King of France
have not been ill-advised...
should have married a Ratzewil
or at least with a Czertoriska.
I hope you had
a great night's sleep...
my venerable wife.
Without you, as usual.
My dear...
their intense outonaly storms
they hurt my cutis.
Indeed?
It always seemed to me
that roses vicejam better...
while the shadow of the night
protects them.
- What are the themes of the letters?
They're good for Marchand.
Oh, Marchand...
At the moment, I think he thinks
challenge the whole world.
This idea is worthy of a "ma?tre
of plaisir", my dear Count...
we take him to that,
we tried.
Don't you think so, too?
Do we?
He challenges the first
virtuous of Europe.
Throw them the ball glove...
You're got some curious ideas.
You take him to that.
The Flemming Palace
from now on...
will be available
as an area of disputes!
Since my face
wife didn't...
No, my dear husband.
I leave you the pleasure
of brightness and thunder...
as long as it doesn't touch
my roses.
Moreover in that choice...
the thunder seems softer...
he has no thorns.
The cantata is good.
In memory of our ancient
master-chapel of the Court...
he couldn't have
found a more dignified.
The old man has always been to me
a faithful servant.
For more than 30 years, it has been
my chapel master of the Court.
It wasn't a talent astonishment.
Unfortunately, of fragile health.
But still, correct.
He was never a rebel.
You have provided
a worthy burial.
"Be faithful to death...
and I will give you the crown of life."
Have you thought of a successor?
It can only be one.
Bach, Your Excellency.
Bach remains a concert master,
that's out of the question.
I mean bluntly, monsieur.
The king likes you.
As they say your art
improvisation is unique...
as well as his way of dealing
with the harpsichord...
I'm not afraid of any kind
comparison.
Because he challenges you.
The Minister makes available to
his palace for a championship.
And for the first ladies of the nobility
it will certainly be a pleasure...
reach discreetly to the ears
important from abroad...
to make that news
public there, rightly so.
Should I auction myself?
- The dashes wish it.
The dames are thirsty
for their victories.
Or would there be someone to fear?
No, I wouldn't know who.
The Regent Cabinet Minister
you'll be pleased.
So you're going to take the offer?
Well, what do I have left?
What would be more appropriate?
There's no better revenge
of Versailles.
Although I think it's kind of silly.
Make competitions on how to
thrills with an adage...
or ignites with an allegro.
But I think I'm a man a lot
to dare to do so.
And every music room always
it was a battlefield...
where the auditorium crucifies him
if you don't conquer him.
I've been informing myself, Greif.
Who thinks he is the most
important area of the region today?
Heinichen in Dresden.
Don't say it!
Konau in Leipzig.
Too old.
Fasch in Gera.
Generates, discarded.
Graupner in Darmstadt.
No, not Graupner, please.
So, of course, there's no one
better than Bach here in Weimar.
Why don't you get informed
Better, Greif? And Telemann.
Bach next to Telemann?
Bach's down, Greif.
Bach won't drive anymore. Also
you won't make up anything else for me.
Concert master and organist.
That's enough.
Bach no longer needs
than that.
I think that's
will not satisfy you.
He still needs to receive for the
music in the red castle.
That was never given him
strictly prohibited.
Even Bach
you have a head to think about.
And how he stopped doing it
hard, he died for me.
Cousin Water's there.
Forget about him.
When it's not playing,
studying, rehearsing...
directing or inspected organs,
you're composing.
You never seem to get tired.
There's always a lot to do.
Guess who sent it
Memories.
- Compadre Telemann.
Thank you, i'm sorry.
By little he too
would have come to Weimar.
As chapel master.
The duke offered him formally.
But Telemann wrote
saying that Bach...
was already the best chapel master
that he could find.
That was 10 weeks ago.
Now he asks if he can
congratulate him.
I told you, i don't know.
Gessen told you, too.
And so are others.
The duke is vengeful.
I wrote cantatas for the duke
and organ parts in the mountains.
As an organist, I am the last
of all musicians.
Below me are only the piper
and the substitute.
But the duke granted him the title
of concert master.
Yes, formal procedures.
He would have forgotten it himself!
Who should
be vindictive?
Talk to the duke, Sebastian.
Yes...
Now I make a point
of an audience.
Here comes again the master
Bach concerts.
He eventually became
a real torment.
Begging also
it's an evil of Thuringia.
And the gypsies.
The Chancellor says his excellency
now it's going to bring progress.
The gypsies will all be arrested...
but for the poor in the region
there will be improvements.
Will he have a job for them?
- Not that, but free school.
Catechism and reading.
Of course with that
they won't make money.
Yes, but in return they will have
the burial for free.
On the provisions of 1715,
14, 13 by year four of the file.
Good morning, gentlemen!
Good morning, concert master.
Did today came any note
from when I can see the duke?
I'm here for the third time.
That's right, your audience!
I don't think it's going to work out,
concert master.
I have to inform you that...
your excellence should not satisfies
about your highest to-do...
but i'd let you know in time
about their duties.
Is that it?
Yes, that's all.
Moreover, on future issues
You can go...
to their superior future,
the chapel master of the Court, Drese.
Drain?
Dresewille?
Who I was superior to
as a concert master...
because he wasn't enough
as chapel master for the duke?
Excuse me, Master Chapel,
I have a lot of service. Good morning.
Remember, Zapf...
in 1681 there was also
an act about begging.
Now I'm wrong.
Let's start from the beginning, brother-in-law.
It's too fast for me.
Once again, Bach composed
a great work.
I confirm, grandiose...
but difficult.
Very fast.
Will next time you don't give
to make it a little easier?
It'll soon get easier, so
learn to play better, brother-in-law.
The theme goes to the feet,
so that makes you want to dance.
As my dear wife is
sour with me today!
Did you see that, Bach?
I'm the fool.
And you, the greatest of us all.
- Bigger, no, Your Honor.
Oh, yes, dear Bach.
The sonata is finished.
Your general bass always amazes me.
It can't be a big deal
my profession.
In Weimar you can't do it anymore
that chapel master.
It's your joke, isn't it?
The chapel is already
under his direction for years.
The old duke refused even
talk to me about it.
But this is unbelievable!
No, this is really good!
Why are you still here, Bach?
I'm taking him with me to K?then,
with pleasure!
Take the offer, Bach!
If it is not sufficient for the
master-chapel of the duke...
I will make him chapel master
of the Court of the Principality.
And you will receive
twice as much as its predecessor.
But we don't have organs
so good over there, a pity.
But...
K?then is retired.
That's why there's a prince
who plays viola da gamba...
the same status
of my court marshal.
A somewhat offer
surprising, excellency.
Is
what's so surprising?
I was just hoping that in Weimar
dispense with their services.
If you accept, start
on August 1st.
I'll send you the contract.
Immediately.
Come on, Bach!
I'll die laughing if the old man
get rid of you that way.
The high lords make promises
very easily...
but they're not firm rocks
on which one can build.
You shouldn't decide
Hastily.
For nine years I played organ
for the duke.
I played violin, regi choir and chapel,
I made music when and how he wanted...
and now Drese will become
the chapel master of the Court?
But your salary remains.
And you can commact like before.
Barbara, until now, when she was writing
a cantata, I introduced her.
And it determined the cadence
and the presentation.
She sounded like I wanted her to.
And now, it's going to sound
as Dresewille get.
yes, that's terrible.
As long as nothing is right,
you should hold the job.
And in the organ, you are the sovereign.
Playing there is an old woman's fart.
That's right, old lady fart.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Master-Chapel of the Court
principality in K?then.
If he becomes true,
Barbara...
i wonder what i should
write in the score in the future...
for which I get money
of the camera on the 16th?
I must write what Dresewille
can do?
But I can't do it alone
what Dresewille knows how to do!
There was something...
Ah, here!
I'm sorry, concert master...
the amount of six guldens
and six groschen...
for the annual quota
double sheet music paper...
was cut by instruction
personal staff of his excellence.
The new chapel master Drese...
does not require paper.
Mr. Concert master!
Mr. Concert master!
Yes?
So I don't need to take to your
House. It costs two groschen.
All right.
Thank you.
Barbara!
Barbara!
Match!
What's the matter?
Mail!
Wow, you scared me!
Volumier wrote from Dresden.
In Dresden is the Marchand,
the famous French virtuoso...
and I must go there anyway...
because Marchand invited everyone
for a championship in the harpsichord.
Volumier says that if the news runs,
imagine who can be heard there.
But can you get out?
I need to get over there.
Only Marchand is worth the trip.
Do you really think the duke
Are you going to let him go?
In the situation you're in?
In my position...
i don't need anymore
of the duke's authorization.
Here, here!
From K?then?
Yes, the contract.
Read!
Forty-five guldens!
Instead of 316!
That's 140 guldens!
And rent.
And wood for heating.
Read here, look...
Here.
It gives me the only supervision
and determination...
about all the camera music of the
Cutting and meals of the principality.
And I, with the title
of prince's chapel master...
i'll be on the same level
of the Marshal of the Court.
Johann Sebastian Bach.
And I can make it.
The contract may be in force
from August.
I'm going to sign it right away.
But I don't think he'd let
you go.
Why is that?
Who don't you think about supporting
you don't want to keep it either.
If the duke no longer needs
of my music...
You'll be happy to get rid of me.
I'm going to sign it.
Master-Chapel of the Court
of K?then.
Johann...
Sebastian...
Bach.
Ready.
My children will no longer be
the children of a servant.
And the mayor's wife
of K?then...
will have to salute
my wife first.
I can't even imagine.
You don't have to imagine,
you're going to live it all.
Well then, dear Marchand,
What else can we do?
Your challenge: either it will not be
taken seriously by anyone...
or will be feared by all. Hope
much that the second is the case.
Although this is a terror.
An artist with whom
no other one will dreve to measure...
will have been abandoned by all,
even by his enemies.
And the only one that so far
was announced here...
is one of his admirers,
as Count Mordax informed me.
The Organist of the Court
of his excellence...
Duke Wilhelm Ernst of Weimar.
After gently taking
knowledge of its title...
The man certainly has a name too.
Yes, there is.
Bach. He must have friends
in the chapel of the Court here.
Intercede for him there.
Do you know our chapel?
Yes, I had the pleasure.
So if you want to meet
this Bach...
I must have too many admirers,
Excellence.
But what I need
is a challenger.
And Bach has already signed the contract
with the Prince of K?then.
Are you sure about that?
Your nephew told me
that way.
Complete triumph!
And with a smile.
Your uncle would take the heads off more
capable of the principality.
This time, he made a mistake, Greif.
Bach stays.
The concert master will receive
a negative response a posteriori?
No answer.
He's going to realize that this
is also an answer.
In fact, we need to leave
of the legal principle...
described by Thomasius
as follows:
the sovereigns are for the subjects
as parents to children...
being entitled
determination and punishment.
Powendorf arrives at the same
result, and...
and now literally...
obedience of the subjects
in relation to authority...
because she
is necessarily due...
it's not even part of
of his free will.
But I'm in this contract
by my free choice.
That doesn't change anything.
R?mer writes...
that as soon as you're born
in the "lap" of a sovereign...
or is under his protection,
begin their duties as a subject.
I can dodge your protection.
Oh, for God's sake!
I wouldn't just miss
all subject rights...
but also the loss
of all assets and assets.
But only if they catch me.
Still, i'm sorry.
The duke may demand your extradition
throughout the territory of the Holy Empire...
of all authority
and every prince regent.
State Order of Saxony-Thuringia,
title 48, chapter 3.
In this way, the King of Prussia had
to extradite Countess Cosel...
to Saxony, though she had
placed under his protection.
But this...
- These are absurd conditions.
You wanted to know your situation.
That's the one.
So?
The Compadre Meckmach
Will it help you with your rights?
Don't you?
No, i'm not.
Because I have no right.
The duke, if you like, can
bury me in his Weimar.
Then i'm serious, Sebastian.
Yes, very serious.
You need to cancel Dresden.
If I'm put aside
Here... No.
Then I don't see why
you should go to Marchand.
I took my quarter money.
You take money from the duke
without providing service for it!
He arrests me here, so
you can also pay me!
And by not answering me,
I'm going to Dresden.
Volumier, did not write to me that I
should participate in the tournament!
I'm not even ready!
But if I can...
Pay attention.
There were fights
around the chapel.
Marchand offended
the chapel of the Court.
And I know you'd be the one with the
to put it back on track.
But now I advise
this dispute.
What could happen to me?
You lose!
And then it's going to get worse for us.
That French arrogance!
No, let me cancel.
He's the most famous stud
europe's.
So losing from him
it's no dishonor.
Come on, spit it out.
Who, from which countries and how many
are you going to run?
Nobody. You're the only one.
Can I hear you?
Yes, I took care of it.
Even tonight. Even today
at night at Fleming Palace.
I don't want to underestimate
German music...
but german musicians seem servis
too much in relation to their sovereigns...
to be sovereign
in music.
And Weimar's fame,
as I learned...
It's one of the worst.
Too much religion, but few ideas.
Like this Prussian king.
He soldiers 50, 000...
but there's no musician in court.
They believe themselves virtuous and pious,
but they act miserable.
But this Bach
causes excellent printing.
Wherever you go.
Yes, I've heard of it.
The man seems to be witty.
So much the better.
I at least don't stoomuch.
if I'm having a hard time with a man like that.
Bright!
Great!
Sovereign!
I warned you.
Yes, he did.
The harpsichord is an instrument
Exceptional. It's a Silbermann.
You need to figure it out
of me to test it tomorrow afternoon.
But his condition:
all difficulties
imaginable.
Accepted.
I'm sure it's torture.
for you to hear me.
I can't do it second
his will.
The French ladies certainly
they're much more skilled than I am.
Totally.
At least not in music.
They tell stories
that are quite hard.
Hard stories are heard
everywhere.
The lack of modes increases with the
distance from the narrator of the facts.
Here at court we are very close
and you see little of it.
The Court is Catholic and all
Saxony is Protestant.
Then the pastors are
eye like guard dogs.
They will never forgive the king the fact
of him becoming Catholic.
Thanks!
Will you have tea with me?
Paris must be very beautiful.
And the Court of Versailles...
I'd like to go there.
Thank you.
But who knows
How would you think of that?
It would be like a daisy
between orchids.
It is true that they use there
deep necklines?
Before Madame Maintenon was staying
so sink, she used to say...
that spring snow
it just looks pretty by the buttons.
And she was guided by that, too?
She and all the court's dams.
Even the late summer snow
was not free of the buttons.
My beautiful child,
Don't be scared!
There is no news of man who
had been blinded by it.
The runny nose increased, and that was it.
Now I understand why there is no
match for you in the harpsichord.
Same?
Yes, because it touches it so
free as your thoughts.
What the other year?
The carnation is being tuned.
For tomorrow, I believe.
This isn't Lebell.
Whoever it is...
Curious way to tune.
Monsieur Marchand!
Who's tuning the carnation?
Monsieur Marchand, if I
also wear a dress like that...
with the French neckline,
but for you...
I need to know
who's on the harpsichord!
Why does he despise me?
I don't understand
with what is so shocked!
Because he knows
another kind of music.
From this well-tempered atmosphere
that allows the 24 shades.
Remember, Lebell.
- Pure theoretical joke.
You said it yourself. There is no
how to use this in composition.
He knows it!
Goes apart
for c sharp minor...
of c sharp minor there
smaller or there larger sharp.
Why are you going?
Straight through.
Because it uses a whole line
of chords of small Tuesdays...
and turns it into scales.
But that doesn't work!
He'd go into the devil's kitchen!
He just doesn't come in!
That's the mystery.
Not Corelli, not Vivaldi...
not even the young and daring Rameau
composes a chord itself flat-minor.
No one wrote
in f sharp greater.
And why should he do it?
He knows it. He knows
the whole circle of farms.
He dominates him like our antipodes
dominate the other side of the moon.
He walks around and dells.
But the search has not yet been
harmonic laws of the 24 shades.
But he dominates them.
A man who in all his
work never left...
small-town residence
of princes...
almost populated, cities that do not
even have 500 houses, like Weimar.
And in such provincialism he succeeds
create a new musical universe...
and overcome it.
And measuring yourself with someone like that...
No, no, no, no, no, no, no,
That wasn't the deal!
If I add up, there are two shades
that have shaken him so much.
The rest is speculation.
What do you want to comfort me for?
Mr. Lebell?
The public loves him.
You know their taste.
If I were an impostor, I'd look
fool Bach sympatheticly.
But you need to win!
If your stay here
is longer.
You don't have a choice!
You say it, I don't have a choice.
You've always demanded the challenge!
But I run
without a single chance!
Trust your audience!
No, Lebell.
What victory would this be, of which
Would I have to embarrass myself forever?
But it was the gentleman who proclaimed
the challenge! You can't leave!
Lebell, it would be against my
awareness gain.
Just as it is against my
honor to lose.
I have to run. Is
a shame if I run.
Otherwise, too.
That's right.
Just running away I spare myself
of the harsh public humiliation.
Back to France...
where Bach is unknown...
and no one doubts my
mastery of the shades.
Back to France.
Even tonight.
I don't think anyone's missing.
position in the Court.
Only the king asked him to apologize.
Today is not your usual night
countess D?ner?
The Countess has just entered
the enclosure, please...
Poor.
Pitiful as the king neglects her
with their tedious business.
He works too hard.
Just these trips between Dresden,
Krakow and Warsaw...
If he were less robust,
couldn't take it.
The Minister!
Together, they have so much
territory in Poland...
who could trade
all over Saxony.
The Minister is impatient. He
look at the clock all the time.
Did he receive
bad news?
Is it that in the end
Did Bach get scared?
I just found out they sent it.
pick it up; he hasn't arrived yet.
Mr. Bach, as I thought.
Not Bach, Monsieur Marchand!
Monsieur Marchand?
Did something happen
with the carriage?
Or is he not okay?
Untimely as it turned out
of the palace yesterday?
No, he rehearsed.
Wonderfully.
I heard him rehearsing.
Before, the harpsichord was being
Tuned. I was taking class.
Then Monsieur Marchand
Left me...
and then he touched so
incomparable, as never before.
No, then you're wrong,
my dear.
He left the palace yet
while the harpsichord was touched.
Countess von Richtshein saw him
coming out with their own eyes.
Still while the harpsichord
was touched?
Yes, ask her!
The tuner was the only
still present?
They've been to the rooms
of Marchand. It's all empty.
Abandoned.
They kidnapped him! Understand that!
Compose yourself, child.
If there was a crime here, it would be
quickly clarified...
since our minister regent
is personally engaged.
Dear gifts.
Ladies and gentlemen.
Tonight's tournament
it won't happen anymore.
What happened to Monsieur Marchand?
What happened to him?
Monsieur Marchand left this
city before sunrise.
In secret,
without any farewell.
I regret what happened, as well as
everyone, and I find it surprising.
- The Court's organist.
Who's that?
Mr. Bach, organist of the Court,
of Weimar.
He asks if his presence
remains necessary.
If Monsieur Marchand
don't show up here, so no.
Madame, monsieur Marchand...
will not appear,
not at all.
But we will dissolve our society
in honor of Monsieur Marchand?
In my opinion, half concert...
it's still better
than no concert.
Please, Mr. Bach.
We're waiting for you.
I don't think you should have
done that.
We finally wait for the musician
for which Marchand left us.
I hope he doesn't
Remember what we've lost...
I imagine he's going to get
to make up for the loss.
- Soon you can see he's not coming from Paris.
No one expected that.
They could have borrowed a better suit.
to him. It's totally out of fashion.
Daddy's coming! Dad!
Get my stuff.
How'd it go?
Sebastian!
Well, I guess!
Yes!
The knights are back.
Have you heard from the chancellery?
Here you are!
Didn't you go there?
Over and over again... But none
word of the Secretary of the Court.
Mr. Bach!
He is the organist of the Court and master of
Bach concerts, Johann Sebastian?
You know my husband, Marhold!
I have the task of...
in the name of His Excellency...
take it to the judge's chamber
state and arrest him.
In the state judge's chamber?
Arrest?
Bach?
With thieves and bums?
Why is that?
But compadre...
have to refute the judge's decision.
From the judge to the high court...
are three instances...
it easily takes a year.
And in the last instance,
ends up depending on the duke...
because it ends up being
the supreme judge.
But what's left for me?
Just the path of forgiveness.
What can I expect?
Everything, comadre, everything.
It's all.
No, it's not. And he knows it.
Even today I'm going to put all
our things in the cart...
and spread it to all friends
and well-known...
that the duke held my husband as
bandit after nine years of service...
destroying his career.
And that would be exactly
the wrong thing to do.
Yes.
Just as a curiosity:
Bach hasn't changed his mind yet?
No. Even though i'm already in jail
Four weeks ago, Your Honor.
Four weeks.
- And the wife emptying the house.
Is that right?
Since you don't know that,
being marshal of the Court?
I'm thinking of other means
to call Bach to reason.
Proverbs, Solomon 25:
"Those who punish
you will find pleasure...
and blessings will fall upon them."
Forgiveness...
i don't think it's
advisable, excellency.
Why not?
Bach's arrest caused several
rumors abroad and draws attention.
In Anhalt, L?neburg,
just as in Hessen.
We've also heard of
of the fact in Dresden.
The Prince of K?then has strong
ties with the King of Prussia.
He publicly quoted the prisoner
as his chapel master of the Court.
Dresden is irritated due to
unsuccessful intermediation.
And with Minister Flemming
it is said that since his concert...
he enjoys the highest fame.
It doesn't reach my
authority in nothing, Greif.
But it harms
your excellency's fame.
As a musician,
Bach is already too well known...
to be treated
as a common subject.
You can do it,
but harms the image.
A beautiful revenge.
After owe all your fame
just me.
The act itself is vexatium.
Greif!
Release Bach!
But in dishonor,
what we don't hide.
We destroy the minutes.
We've never had a musician
with that name. Not in this court.
Who's playing in there?
Schubart.
Bach's successor.
What's he playing?
Bach, with your permission,
Excellence.
Stop it!
Now!
Stop!
Stop!
Then it looked like a courier...
but it wasn't a courier...
it was the state judge's chamber.
It wasn't a courier!
Maybe it was your
farewell to the organ, Sebastian.
In K?then you will not
more to be a church musician.
I don't just have to do
music on the organ.
But they won't make it
forget it in Weimar.
Who knows...