Erik Forever - Blog Posts

Not just obsession, not just lust, people. That man was in LOVE. “…and love of the most exquisite kind.” What else could have prompted him to give up his one hope for life? It was an act of selflessness, aka divine love. Just read “The End of the Phantom’s Love Story,” I beg you; just look at that forehead kiss.

(Don’t even get me started about the plain gold ring.)

The Phantom of the Opera IS a love story btw. It's inherently a story about love. A lot of people still find it hard to accept it, probably because they're busy with their "I'm smarter than this beloved classic" Edgy Hot Take, this is why it's always important to remind.

It's a story about a man that, because he was abused and denied of love his entire life, he was forced to live with everything he knew about: survival.

It's a story about a man that craved so much for love, that he thought he could buy, or force it, throught talent and lies.

It's a story about compassion, redemption, and most importantly, love. Because Erik loved Christine. The ending is impactful because he loved her. His love for her didn't make him immune to be obsessive nor to hurt her. And if you don't believe Erik loved Christine, you're the one that misunderstood the relationships between these characters and why the story is the way it is in the first place.

I had to go back.

In celebration of the birthday of this most-beautiful building (a few days late, I know), I upload these photos I took on my recent visit to its majestic halls. Nowhere else have I seen such beauty nor felt such awe; it is a sanctuary for divine art and a fitting home for the Angel of Music.

Words cannot express my love for it, so I won’t even try.

Let me only say: Gaston Leroux NAILED its description in that book, both visually and atmospherically. That building IS Erik.

Darkling I listen; and, for many a time

         I have been half in love with easeful Death,

Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme,

         To take into the air my quiet breath;

                Now more than ever seems it rich to die,

         To cease upon the midnight with no pain,

                While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad

                        In such an ecstasy!

         Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain—

                   To thy high requiem become a sod.

-Ode to a Nightingale, John Keats

No one... Never... But her...

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"Why, you love him! Your fear, your terror, all of that is just love and love of the most exquisite kind, the kind which people do not admit even to themselves." ... "The kind that gives you a thrill, when you think of it."

— The Phantom of the Opera, Gaston Leroux

me coming in from the rain before I read Leroux’s Phantom of the Opera: bit wet out there

me coming in from the rain after I read Leroux’s Phantom of the Opera: YOU'RE LOOKING AT ME BECAUSE I AM ALL WET?... Oh, my dear, it's raining cats and dogs outside!

Wh—….

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ERIK?

It would be a lie to say I understood particularly much of the plot, but this figure from the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games in Paris 2024 was apparently the Phantom of the Opera.

This…This is PERFECT. Beautiful, beautiful symbolic representation of their relationship in the book. Like, this IS the book. and i’m picky. They are gorgeous and Leroux-accurate!! Bravo.

My heartbeat is a symphony by EriksDesdemona That pencil work, though.