The Phantom of the Opera

 


    Everyone must be familiar with the story "The Phantom of the Opera." A popular story has become a classic, having been adapted into films, TV programs, and songs in several nations, the most famous of which is the legendary musical that delivered "The Ghost in the Sky" to thousands of spectators. The musical "The Phantom of the Opera," created by "musical saint" Andrew Lloyd Webber, has brought many tears to fans all over the world due to unrequited love. Erik is a stage ghost that hides behind a white mask and performs for vocalist Christine Daaé. The original basis of that narrative, Gaston Leroux's novel "The Phantom of the Opera," from which it all arose, also had love, but it was far darker, scarier, and bereft of substance. The musical version's romance. I've known the distinction for a long time, but I'm only now getting to enjoy the first version of the narrative.

    The Paris theater is said to be haunted. The phantom appeared as a dry, white skeleton standing beneath a skull with burning yellow eyes. Everyone in the theater claimed to have seen a ghost - Lot 5 on the first level. Strange and terrible incidents occurred alongside mysterious and terrifying ghost pictures. It was the death of the stage production department's head hanging in the basement, an anonymous letter threatening two new theater directors - who did not think the theater was haunted and wanted to abandon their commitment to the theater. Carlotta's performance was a fiasco, with the diva, who was always known for her unrivaled lovely voice, suddenly "singing like a frog" on stage. That performance also marked the untimely death of a woman who was struck by a falling chandelier and was chosen by the two new directors for the new seat in the theater, replacing Aunt Giry, who had always reserved the entire lot. Number 5 on the first level is reserved for ghosts.

    Christine Daaé, Sweden's "singing like a hen" vocalist, sees the ghost in a far less terrifying way. At first, it was only the unfathomably beautiful Voice that boomed out next to Christine's dressing room - the Divine Voice that Christine mistook for the Angel of Music who come to assist her, to convert her. She went on to become a theatrical vocalist. And the Voice that directed Christine to sing assisted her in training her voice in settings where no one could tell where the Voice originated from. Everyone, including Christine's childhood friend Viscount Raoul de Chagny, heard a curious chat between her and one person while standing outside the singer's dressing room. someone no one knows - the talk invariably comes to a close with: "You must love me."

    Christine promises the Voice her innocent and pure soul in exchange for the Voice revealing itself as Erik - the theatrical ghost, the trapdoor actor, the prince residing in the castle underneath, and Christine's ardent lover. Erik's mad love for a guy with hands that constantly smell of corpses and who prefers to sleep in a coffin he created for himself has driven him to extraordinary measures to have Christine by his side. Nobody can deny that Erik is a monster. Even Old Persian, who had previously saved Erik's life, couldn't deny Erik's innocence. Erik kidnaps Christine and imprisons her in the underground castle he constructed with his magical abilities; he is prepared to kill others to keep his unrequited love. Yet there was something so tragic in the way he loved Christine, so heartbreaking that I had to cry for him, for the theatrical specter who had to hide in the awful world of her existence for the rest of her life. Only one.


    Erik instills dread in Christine, but not hatred. He has a strong attachment to Christine, yet he is also prepared to let her go. He sobbed, groaned, and sang to her - lamenting songs he wrote himself, describing the narrative of a baby born with a horrifyingly damaged face, but blessed with a superb singing voice and innate musical skill. He was a youngster whose father refused to look at his face and whose mother gave him the only thing that allowed him to exist in the center of life without being chased away - a white mask that covered his entire face. All he wants is what any other man would want: a woman who loves him for who he is, despite the hideous horror beneath the mask; a wife he allows him to take on Sundays. Erik is extremely human because of that desire, and if that wish comes true, if Erik is loved, that love will be the one thing that completes him. Ironically, Erik will never have the final piece of the puzzle that will allow him to become a true human being rather than a scary monster. Because Christine has no feelings for Erik; she has given her entire heart to Viscount Raoul de Chagny, just as Raoul has given his entire heart to her.

    Erik's terrible love for Christine also reminds me of the well-known Beauty and the Beast myth. The same ugly guy was imprisoned and fell in love with a beautiful and brilliant girl, whose mother died young and she lived up in a tiny village with her father. The main difference is that this version of Beauty and the Beast is considerably darker, more haunting, and doesn't have a happy ending at all: Beauty doesn't love Monsters, and Monsters can't escape her disfigured shell and rotten spirit to free themselves and return to being human.

     Raoul's pure, sincere, and steady love for his boyhood buddy contrasts with Erik's sad and possessive one-sided love for Christine. Even though a person with the title Raoul would never be able to marry a performer like Christine, the two nonetheless have a deep love for each other that has grown over the years since they were both youngsters. It is because of this love, as well as Old Persian's assistance, that Raoul can locate the location where Christine is being kept by Erik for the final time - through the chamber of Indignity with frightening effects, where there are branches. Erik used this iron to hang his victims when he forced her to choose between marrying him and blowing up the entire Paris theater.


    Erik had, to some measure, gotten what he had always desired. He had her kiss, the sad kiss of a virgin alive and quivering, lying on the forehead of walking dead who had endured the major tragedies of life, whether it was Christine's love, her heart, or her marriage pledge in the center of the altar before God. And he'd kissed her, too, a purifying and rescuing kiss on Christine's forehead - a kiss that was easy for many, but it meant everything to Erik. No one cared, no one loved him throughout his lonely days in the center of his hidden palace underground: "He acknowledged his dishonesty. He adores me! He placed an enormous love full of sorrow at my feet! ... He stole me for the sake of love! ... He imprisoned me in the earth with him for love... yet he respected me, but he crouched low, but he sighed, but he sobbed! ... And when I stood up, Raoul, when I told him I could only loathe him if he didn't release me immediately, he held me... He freed me... I just had to leave..."

    Christine, on the other hand, remained to hear him sing. He educates Christine about opera, and he has deified his own pain via the chords of his piano and his voice - a sound he developed as a result of his terrible love for Christine. He was the Ugly, as Christine put it, hoisted on the wings of Love and daring to stare directly at Beauty. Christine fears him and feels sorry for him because of the way he loves her. Erik is a sort of man that reminds me of Heathcliff from "Wuthering Heights" ("Wuthering Heights", my all-time favorite novel. An anti-hero who is nasty and merciless to people he feels are ruining his chances of finding love. But when it comes to love, both Heathcliff and Erik are insane, falling head over heels in love. These two characters are polar opposites in terms of personality, both selfish and extremely human; both incite hatred while simultaneously evoking empathy and pity.

    Ah! It's so much fun to kiss someone, Commander! You'd never guess! ... But me! Me! ... Commander, my poor mother never wanted me to kiss her... She bolted... and hurled my mask at me! … No way, no how! ...never! ...never! ...

    Oh! I could feel your tears rolling down my cheeks, Commander! Oh, my brow! Oh, my brow! Tender drips... hot drops! Drops were everywhere behind my mask! They were mixed in with the tears in my eyes! ... they poured into my lips... [...] I removed my mask so that I wouldn't cry a single tear of hers... And she did not flee! And she didn't perish! She lived to cry... for me... with me... We both sobbed! … God! You have given me the entire world's delight!


    And Erik is aware that he is dying - a freeing death for a terrible face and spirit that has become a monster merely because he is unaware that there are other ways to love and use his gifts. me. He died because of his hopeless and terrible but equally pure love for Christine. Is Erik, after all, pathetic or cursed? Perhaps the author has an answer of his own:

    Oh, Erik! Poor Erik!" Have mercy on him? Should we curse him? He just requested to be someone, just like everyone else! But he's so unattractive! And he had to hide his gift or play pranks with it when he might have been one of the most honest men in the world with a normal face! He had the world in his heart, but in the end, he had to settle for a vault. Obviously, must be kind to the Theater ghost!

Hai Huynh

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