Bittersweet beauty
Posted on 12.23.04 10:29AM in friends, movies
Last night I went to see The Phantom of the Opera with (in alphabetical order) Egle, Kyle, Mills, Sarah, and Vince. You wouldn’t expect any guy, much less a sans-strawin’, tree-choppin’ guy like myself, to enjoy a musical. However, upon the end of the film I was actually quite impressed at how beautiful the production was.
And trust me when I say that I know beautiful isn’t the most masculine of adjectives. Really, though, the music was eloquent, the acting was superb, and the general aura of the movie struck me as one of bittersweet magnificence.
When I say bittersweet, though, I mean it. After leaving the theater, I didn’t have much to say to anyone; I just couldn’t stop thinking about all the bad luck that all the characters had to face.
First of all, there were two new owners of this opera house. All they wanted, like any entrepreneurs, was to turn a profit. They didn’t, however, know the complexity of the situation they were buying into, and inevitably faced disaster through no real fault of their own.
Next, there’s old Christine. I don’t pity her much, primarily because she had two guys after her. But she was tricked, I guess, by that Phantom fellow, so she earns a bit of my sentiment.
But what gets me the most is the fact that in the end, the one fellow who wanted a little compassion – a little love – in an otherwise dismal world loses out and succumbs to the reality that he has made for himself. I imagine that most folks view it as his realization of contentment in happiness of that person whom he loved. But I see it as a loss for him. The one emotion for which he has striven for during his entire lifetime was denied to him. I guess his misfortune stuck with me the most, as I couldn’t stop thinking about it and how I never, ever want to end up facing either his circumstances, or the depressing culmination to a life of heartbreak.
So, I return to my main assertion: the cinematic version of The Phantom of the Opera was a beautiful interpretation of a sad, sad story. Thus ends my girliest blog entry to date.
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Posted by Ken Peterson on 10.15.05 at 16:26:44
Casey is certainly a cultured individual…must have been brought up right.
Posted by Poko on 10.15.05 at 16:27:10
I’m so glad you liked the movie Casey. Not many guys would admit it. Kudos to you!
Posted by Egle on 10.15.05 at 16:27:37
Casey…I’m so glad that you enjoyed yourself. I personally have to go see it again because I was sitting in the middle of kyle and mills, and well one was giggling(yes, i said kyle was giggling)and the other one was kinda just complaining. I swear every other phrase out of his mouth was wtf. It’s ok because I found this predicament quite amusing. Good thing my sister hasn’t seen this yet I guess. I really don’t understand why guys are afraid of showing their girly side when that feeling arises. The only people who will find anything negative about it is other guys who are just personally confused about their girly feelings and are the biggest cowards of them all because they fear those feelings. You thought that the movie was beautiful. Any girl you will tell this will appreciate you even more now. I mean girls have their guy moments…when they know a crazy amount about sports…or they love x-men (that’s for you kyle)…or really anything else. Get in touch with your girly side. It’s fun. I like being a girl and everything that comes with it. Do it.
Posted by Casey on 10.15.05 at 16:28:06
Well, I wasn’t actually going for girly… but thanks for your concern.
Posted by Ian on 10.15.05 at 16:28:30
I have embraced my girly side.
Posted by Egle on 10.15.05 at 16:28:56
YAY