Afterenjoyingthephantomoftheopera,themoviewhichisadaptedfromaclassicalmusical,afeelingbeyondmywordsfilledwithmyheart.Thenextday,IboughtthisDVDandwatcheditagainandagain.Thoughalotofcriticsinsistthatthismovieistoogaudyandnondescript,inmymind,itisaperfectamalgamationofthetraditionalmusicalandthemodernmovie.

　　Atthebeginningofit,thefilmisinblackandwhite,inmostcases,itrepresentsthatitisthememoryorthingshappenedinthepastwhilethisstoryadoptstheflashbackandtheblackandwhitestandsfor“nowadays”init.Maybeitimpliesthatafterthatromanticaswellashorribleaffair,afterthephantom’sleaving,afterthefallingofthechandelier,theoperawenttowardstodecaystepbystep.Theshotwhichstruckmethemostisneitherthephantom’sshowtoChristineoftheunderworld,northekissingbetweenheandChristine,buttherevivaloftheoperawhenthechandelierinpieceswasshowedtothepeopleonthebiddingblock.Thegorgeouschandelierascendedbyinches.Itpassedthegrandstage,thepewswithredvelvet,andtheelegantsculpturesandexquisitefrescoswhichsurroundedtheluxuriousoperaanditsvaultedroof.It’sfirewhichilluminatedthestate.It’sgustwhichwipedoffthedustoftheseats.It’ssofthandwhichwhiskedthecobwebsofthesculptures.It’salsopaintwhichrecoloredthefrescos.Theclassicalandshockingmusicbegantoplaywiththedeep,alittlehorrificnoteatthesametimewhenthedustycoverofthechandelierwasunveiled.Flappydustblurourlineofsight.Ashendovesfliedateverydirections.Withnoparticularreason,thisshotmademefeelverysadforthegreatchangewhattimebrought,fortheromanticstoryfollowing.

　　Ageniusofart,thephantom,whowasbornwithahorribleface,wasabandonedbythewholesociety,thoughheencounteredsomekindpersonasthemaidenwhocriedforhispatheticdestinyandatlastdeliveredhim.However,apparentlythephantomdidnotthinkso,inhisheart,beingabandonedbyhisownmotherwasaghostwhichhauntedhimandmadehimsufferedalot.Addinsulttoinjury,hismasterwasevencruelertohim.“It’sinyoursoulthatthetruedistortionlies.”Christiansaid.Hedidn’tknowthevalueoflife.Hedidn’tknowthattherearealsomanybeautieswhichworthcherishinginlife.That’swhyintheendChristinecalledhim“pitifulcreatureofdarkness”.Hewasnotanevil,notavillain.Hewasnotasophisticatedcriminal,notahardenedkiller.Infact,thoughhewasagiftedartist,hewasstillaignorantchildinhisheart.Hehasbeenseparatedfromtheouterworldwhenhewasonlyalittleboy.Allheknewabouttheworldwasbondlessdarkness,endlesssadnessandcontinuouslashandreproaching.Therewasnoloveinhislimitedknowledgeoftheworld.Thatwassoterriblethatonlylovecanilluminatehissoul,gethimoutofdarkness,onlylovecanendhissadness,bringhimhappinessandalsoonlyangel,hislover,hissalvation,inmyopinion,hedidn’treallyloveChristine,buthisownillusionofher,inhismind,Christinewasthesculpturehemade,shewasalwayspure,beautifulandthemostimportant,belongedtohim.

　　Afterwatchingit,itishardforustotell,whoisgood,whoisbadinthisfilm.TheonlythingIwasthinkingwasthatallofthethreewerepoor.AlotofmyclassmatesthoughtthatChristinewasapeacockishwomanbecausesheshouldstayandaccompanythephantomandsaveitwithherlove,butsheleftwithRaoul.Wealwayssaythatbe