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Sexta-feira, Fevereiro 18, 2005

Me, The Bad Vibes, And The Opera Ghost

I have not written anything here for the past week mainly because I do not really have anything new to write about. Plus I'm a lousy writer. You shouldn't be reading this. My week had been all about food and getting fatter and radiating very bad vibes after doing the hardest task for a group project and sensing some of my group mates' reluctance to work with me. I felt I am being taken for granted by these boneheads. Thou shall never ever take your group leader for granted.

The Phantom Of The OperaI watched The Phantom of the Opera last Wednesday and just like most of the film critics, I too was disappointed about it. I am no good film critic but I just have to say that the movie was an obvious outrage. The actors can sing, alright, but they have executed their roles poorly. I just couldn't see the real nature of the characters they (especially Christine and Erik) were supposed to portray. Emily Rossum, who played as Christine, sings too softly and often without substance (or was it just because of the sound speaker in this movie house I went to?) and probably needs more practice with her acting. Her emotions and her being caught in a trance each time Erik (the Opera Ghost) sings/shows up to her are obviously pretentious. Plus she's so beautiful it's distracting (although that really isn't a bad point). While viewing the ghastly film, I keep telling my genius classmate, Heidi, that she looks like Christine (and she was flattered upon hearing it so I believe this isn't a bad thing either).

Gerard Butler, who played the O.G. (Opera Ghost), is to me a very mediocre actor/singer. It perplexes me why Andrew Lloyd Webber has chosen Gerard Butler to be the Angel of Music. I have been listening to its Broadway musical since fifth grade and recently have finished reading the complete and unabridged version of Gaston Leroux's novel, which by the way is one of the best among the others I've read. To be called an Angel of Music, his voice has to be insidious, like prohibited drugs that are harmful yet enticing. He has to have a voice that is really soothing, something that will bring you close to forgetting everything that transpired. A voice which would make you 'drop all defenses' and which you would 'completely succumb to'. Unfortunately, Gerard Butler's is but an average one. As for his acting, he failed to appear to be the fearful and menacing sort of devil. In the film he was like Zorro who is lost and without a sword.

I was with my good friends in Block 3 when I watched the movie. I must have regretted having too many expectations for the film as I turned to brood at its unpleasant execution. Instead of hating it more, I decided to sing along with the cast so that in the end I would think that the seventy pesos I spared for the ticket was still worth it.


Carnaval took a nap at 11:24:00 PM

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