I have seen a few movies over the last couple of weeks, so I'll do a quick
write-up on each in separate blog entries
I didn't go to this musical in the best mindset to see a musical. I was
somewhat cynical about it from the start. Hearing Carlotta's (Minnie Driver)
opening set didn't shift me from my mood, but it wasn't supposed to. I only
really woke up when Emmy Rossum as Christine lit up the stage. At that point
I was engaged and began to really enjoy the film.
It's a musical, and let's face it: If the music doesn't sweep you away the
lyrics and the plot surely won't. A musical is a story read to the emotional
inner child that doesn't care whether or not the show is something that should
be worth enjoying.
The point where the Phantom (Gerard Butler) began to sing was where my
inner child first really cringed. He doesn't have the voice for it. He doesn't
have the acting skills for it. It just went on, and on. Let's just say that
my emotional connection to the character wasn't being reenforced. Emmy's acting
in the scene didn't help, either. In my opinion the whole exchange was poorly
conceived, and terribly directed.
But another high-point: The letter opening scene. This is where Minnie shone
to the point that I consider her contribution to the movie to be the best of
any actor. My second choice goes to Miranda Richardson (Madame Giry) and Emmy
would rate at best a third, despite her perfectly lovely singing voice.
In the letter opening scene we see chorus work done well. It was lovely and
light-hearted as well as serious and foreshadowing. If the rest of the film had
lived up to the quality of this scene I'm sure I would be rating this at around
the eight out of ten mark.
As it was, the next (or nearly next?) scene was "Masquerade". Awful. Just
awful. I wanted it to end. Not only had they decided to interpret the "robot"
as a classical dance step, but they decided that blair-witch-style camera work
would help enhance the audience's thrill of the night. No. That really doesn't
help. That left the music alone to carry the scene, and let's just say that I
don't consider that score one of man's greatest accomplishments.
So it was all downhill from there. Perhaps I was just lagging due to the late
screening, but I did feel the rest was overly-long and uneventful. Nothing else
occured that recaptured the emotional appeal. This left me wondering about the
silly caracatures that made up a cemetry's monuments. It left me cringing at the
obvious use of CGI to make the phantom's cloak move idiotically on the roof of
the opera. It left me hoping that my companions (my wife and brother-in-law)
were also critical of the film so that we could bag it together.
Overall, I'd probably still give it 4/10. The directing was inept. The
casting was poor for two of the three leads. The music was familiar and
broadly acceptable. The lyrics were best not thought about too much lest one
lose one's suspension of emotional disbelief. The props and scenery were often
lovely, and the supporting cast was a major saving grace of the film. If you're
picky you won't enjoy the film. If you're not, you may find it strikes you in
the right mood.
Benjamin