After enjoying the phantom of the opera, the movie which is adapted from a classical musical, a feeling beyond my words filled with my heart. The next day, I bought this DVD and watched it again and again. Though a lot of critics insist that this movie is too gaudy and nondescript, in my mind, it is a perfect amalgamation of the traditional musical and the modern movie.

At the beginning of it, the film is in black and white, in most cases, it represents that it is the memory or things happened in the past while this story adopts the flashback and the black and white stands for “nowadays” in it. Maybe it implies that after that romantic as well as horrible affair, after the phantom’s leaving, after the falling of the chandelier, the opera went towards to decay step by step. The shot which struck me the most is neither the phantom’s show to Christine of the under world, nor the kissing between he and Christine, but the revival of the opera when the chandelier in pieces was showed to the people on the bidding block. The gorgeous chandelier ascended by inches. It passed the grand stage, the pews with red velvet, and the elegant sculptures and exquisite frescos which surrounded the luxurious opera and its vaulted roof. It’s fire which illuminated the state. It’s gust which wiped off the dust of the seats. It’s soft hand which whisked the cobwebs of the sculptures. It’s also paint which recolored the frescos. The classical and shocking music began to play with the deep, a little horrific note at the same time when the dusty cover of the chandelier was unveiled. Flappy dust blur our line of sight. Ashen doves flied at every directions. With no particular reason, this shot made me feel very sad for the great change what time brought, for the romantic story following.

A genius of art, the phantom, who was born with a horrible face, was abandoned by the whole society, though he encountered some kind person as the maiden who cried for his pathetic destiny and at last delivered him. However, apparently the phantom did not think so, in his heart, being abandoned by his own mother was a ghost which haunted him and made him suffered a lot. Add insult to injury, his master was even crueler to him. “It’s in your soul that the true distortion lies.” Christian said. He didn’t know the value of life. He didn’t know that there are also many beauties which worth cherishing in life. That’s why in the end Christine called him “pitiful creature of darkness”. He was not an evil, not a villain. He was not a sophisticated criminal, not a hardened killer. In fact, though he was a gifted artist, he was still a ignorant child in his heart. He has been separated from the outer world when he was only a little boy. All he knew about the world was bondless darkness, endless sadness and continuous lash and reproaching. There was no love in his limited knowledge of the world. That was so terrible that only love can illuminate his soul, get him out of darkness, only love can end his sadness, bring him happiness and also only angel, his lover, his salvation, in my opinion, he didn’t really love Christine, but his own illusion of her, in his mind, Christine was the sculpture he made, she was always pure, beautiful and the most important, belonged to him.

After watching it, it is hard for us to tell, who is good, who is bad in this film. The only thing I was thinking was that all of the three were poor. A lot of my classmates thought that Christine was a peacockish woman because she should stay and accompany the phantom and save it with her love, but she left with Raoul. We always say that beauty is not the most important. However, how many of us can really pay no attention to the appearance? How many of us can bear the bondless dark and live without security? Raoul was also a victim in it though a lot of the supporters of the phantom think he rapped Christine. He didn’t need her as he has already had so many things. But what did Raoul do wrong? He was such a excellent youth. He was handsome, rich but not proud, also he was ready to do something for art. The only thing he did was that he fell in love with a girl who fell in him as well. They were all manipulated by the destiny.

I will always remember the rose in the snow. It bloomed enthusiastically in the lonely snow. Just like love also always blooms in the most desperate darkness. 自己在删节一下吧

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