Stunning. Simply Stunning.

Did you think I meant you? *grin*

I was talking about the movie I went to see tonight. Now granted I'm quite familiar with this work. I fell in love with the music after hearing it for the first time. I took my daughter to the theatre production two summers ago when it toured Portland (Oregon). We sat in box seats with the best view in the house. But even as familiar with the work as I am, this movie floored me. I get it now. The choice that tore her heart. Andrew Lloyd Webber's The Phantom of the Opera.

It was opening night tonight. The theater was full; I sat in the front row of the back section (there are three rows way up close to the screen; I sat in front of the bars in the "handicap" section - one of the few pseudo-desirable seats left when I got there.) The sets were marvelous. The cast captivating. And Emmy Rossum's Christine was superb. I never took my eyes off the screen for all 143 minutes, although I must admit to the movie having a slow spot somewhere in the middle. When I got back into my car I turned off the radio so I could decompress from the movie. I don't even remember most of the drive home except the last two miles. Yes I'm aware of the critics' sneerings. Doesn't change my opinion or my reaction. I must own this movie.