Phantom of the Opera (1998)
Note: another "don't watch till you're 18" movie. A good portion of the movies that I will be reviewing fall into that category.
No, not the Lon Chaney one. That one is one you should watch.
Nor is this the Gerard Butler one that induced my phobia of chandeliers.
This is the Dario Argento one, with Julian Sands and Asia Argento. I actually did a mini-review about this one in a rambling some time ago, but here's a more in-depth look at it.
Now, for those of you who've read my posts, you know that I'm kinda obsessed with Dario Argento. I consider Deep Red and Suspiria to be two of the most brilliantly filmed movies of all time, and Bird with the Crystal Plummage is a classic. I even like Sleepless. But Mr. Argento kinda took an Adrian Brody-sized nosedive (kudos to all of you who fully appreciate that joke) after making a film called Opera, which some attribute to the MacBeth curse.
The lowest point of this nosedive was Phantom of the Opera, a movie that I actually procured because I confused it with Opera. I was, to put it mildly, gobsmacked by what I saw.
The most memorable aspect was the rats (which is never a good sign for a movie). For some reason, rats were a major part of the film. "Ratboy: the Story of Julian Sands" would've been a more apt title, as would "Magic: the Gathering Cosplay Convention" (see diagram 1).
https://i.imgur.com/7ELuoRx.png
Anyways, the rats. Now, one would think that a horror story that has been adapted into not one but two iconic films would have enough thrills to captivate the audience, but we were apparently, mistaken. Not even the addition of a rat subplot made this movie watchable.
Yes. A guy makes a rat lawnmower to kill rats in the basement of an operahouse. He eventually dies in a rat lawnmower crash, which was caused by Vampire Ratboy's shenanigans. It should be noted that this crash destroyed what I can only assume was, at the time, the world's first and only self-propelled four wheeled vehicle with a combustion engine, as the automobile was patented in 1886, slightly after the events of Phantom of the Opera.
So, why was Vampire Ratboy stopping massive technological progress? Because he was raised by rats. Yup. No tragic disfiguring accident for our phantom, boys and girls. He just was mad about what those monsters did to Uncle Algernon.
(I assume that Uncle Algernon would have been disappointed at the evilness of his adopted nephew. He didn't defeat a single nutcracker and ruin Christmas; nor did he successfully do battle with Basil of Baker Street; nor did he poop in anyone's cupboards--thus, we must conclude that he failed as an evil rat.)
Pretty much, all Vampire Ratboy did was go around flirting in the creepiest possible way with Asia Argento (oh, the irony) and killing any and all anti-Rat people he came across.
But, hey. Replaces "Asia Argento" with "Kristen Stewart" and "anti-Rat" with "non-loser", and you've got yourself a pretty apt description of a major blockbuster franchise.
Phantom of the Opera (1998)
Note: another "don't watch till you're 18" movie. A good portion of the movies that I will be reviewing fall into that category.
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No, not the Lon Chaney one. That one is one you should watch.
Nor is this the Gerard Butler one that induced my phobia of chandeliers.
This is the Dario Argento one, with Julian Sands and Asia Argento. I actually did a mini-review about this one in a rambling some time ago, but here's a more in-depth look at it.
Now, for those of you who've read my posts, you know that I'm kinda obsessed with Dario Argento. I consider Deep Red and Suspiria to be two of the most brilliantly filmed movies of all time, and Bird with the Crystal Plummage is a classic. I even like Sleepless. But Mr. Argento kinda took an Adrian Brody-sized nosedive (kudos to all of you who fully appreciate that joke) after making a film called Opera, which some attribute to the MacBeth curse.
The lowest point of this nosedive was Phantom of the Opera, a movie that I actually procured because I confused it with Opera. I was, to put it mildly, gobsmacked by what I saw.
The most memorable aspect was the rats (which is never a good sign for a movie). For some reason, rats were a major part of the film. "Ratboy: the Story of Julian Sands" would've been a more apt title, as would "Magic: the Gathering Cosplay Convention" (see diagram 1).
https://i.imgur.com/7ELuoRx.png
Anyways, the rats. Now, one would think that a horror story that has been adapted into not one but two iconic films would have enough thrills to captivate the audience, but we were apparently, mistaken. Not even the addition of a rat subplot made this movie watchable.
Yes. A guy makes a rat lawnmower to kill rats in the basement of an operahouse. He eventually dies in a rat lawnmower crash, which was caused by Vampire Ratboy's shenanigans. It should be noted that this crash destroyed what I can only assume was, at the time, the world's first and only self-propelled four wheeled vehicle with a combustion engine, as the automobile was patented in 1886, slightly after the events of Phantom of the Opera.
So, why was Vampire Ratboy stopping massive technological progress? Because he was raised by rats. Yup. No tragic disfiguring accident for our phantom, boys and girls. He just was mad about what those monsters did to Uncle Algernon.
(I assume that Uncle Algernon would have been disappointed at the evilness of his adopted nephew. He didn't defeat a single nutcracker and ruin Christmas; nor did he successfully do battle with Basil of Baker Street; nor did he poop in anyone's cupboards--thus, we must conclude that he failed as an evil rat.)
Pretty much, all Vampire Ratboy did was go around flirting in the creepiest possible way with Asia Argento (oh, the irony) and killing any and all anti-Rat people he came across.
But, hey. Replaces "Asia Argento" with "Kristen Stewart" and "anti-Rat" with "non-loser", and you've got yourself a pretty apt description of a major blockbuster franchise.