When the chandelier comes crashing down, it's not a shock, it's a historical reenactment. The story is thin beer for the time it takes to tell it, and the music is maddeningly repetitious. I do not think Lloyd Webber wrote a very good musical. In this version, any red-blooded woman would choose the Phantom over Raoul, even knowing what she knows now.īut what I am essentially disliking is not the film, but the underlying material. The character of Raoul, Christine's nominal lover, has always been a fatuous twerp, but at least in the 1925 version, Christine is attracted to the Phantom only until she removes his mask. The modern Phantom is more like a perverse Batman with a really neat cave. There was something unwholesome and pathetic about the 1925 Phantom, who scuttled like a rat in the undercellars of the Paris Opera and nourished a hopeless love for Christine.
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