Can we just talk about how funny this photo is?
Ian Jon Bourg and Janine Kitzen, from a promo stunt in Stuttgart in 2002.I feel like this would be the result of Christine taking Erik to meet Mama Valerius.
Christine: “Mama, this is Erik.”
Mme. Valerius: “…What?”
Christine: “Um…this is..this is Erik. Remember? My Angel of—?”
Mme. Valerius: “THAT is your Angel of Music?”
Christine: “Mama!”
Mme. Valerius: “THAT is your good genius?”
Christine: *under her breath* “Mama, please, we’ve discussed this, he’s very sensitive about his appearance—”
Mme. Valerius: “He looks like a rapist.”
Christine: “Mama!”
Mme. Valerius: “He looks like he rapes.”
Christine: “Stop it! Oh, Erik, do forgive her, she’s simply—”
Mme. Valerius: “He looks like he rapes and smokes doobies.”
Christine: “Oh, my God, will you please just stop—?”
Mme. Valerius: “You rape and smoke doobies, don’t you?”
Erik: *between clenched teeth* No.
Mme. Valerius: “Don’t lie to me, sonny, I can see right through you…doobie-smoking, raping hoodlum.”
And then someone took this picture and Christine’s desperately trying to pretend like everything’s fine and dandy, Erik is struggling not to burn something to the ground, and Mme. Valerius is freaking out and thinking, “What if he smoked a doobie before he came here and I inhale some of the residue and it aggravates my sciatica?”
Other possible things she’s thinking in this picture:
Or, “He probably does the meth, too. No wonder he’s so thin. He does the meth.”
Or, “He’s probably touched her. He’s probably seen her ankles. He probably goes around peeking at nice young ladies’ ankles. Hoodlum.”
Or, “In my day, people removed their masks before entertaining company.”
Or, “I am strangely an inexplicably attracted to doobie-smoking hoodlums.”
I’m voting for the last one. Only because it looks an awful lot to me like this adorable senior fangirl is taking this golden opportunity to imagine herself as Christine. <3
Remembering Kevin Gray →
Sad news for musical theatre fandom. :-(
Kevin Gray — a very talented member of Staples Players in the 1970s, who became the youngest actor to play the lead role in “Phantom of the Opera,” and acted in or directed more than 150 productions — died last night of a massive heart attack. He was 55
My favorite Phantom of the four I’ve seen live, not only for his flawless interpretation of the role but because he was unfailingly nice to the gaggle of Denver stage-door kids I was a part of, even when I’m sure we were terribly annoying and he was exhausted.
Dodie was also super-sweet (they hadn’t been dating long at the time, and were so adorable to witness), and it broke my heart that I never got to see her go on as Christine. Love to her and to all their loved ones.
Charles Dance: The most sassiest Phantom/Erik ever
The Phantom of The Opera (1990)
This is what happens when you hire a guy whose earliest success was a play called Oh, Dad, Poor Dad, Mama’s Hung You in the Closet and I’m Feelin’ So Sad. I am not even kidding.
Knowing we must say goodbye.
Sooooo pretty!! (And yay Rebecca! <3 )
I’ve been drawing super stylized poofy dresses all day. I’ve also been listening to POTO. And since I’m totally obsessed with drawing the Aminta dress lately, this is the result.
Oh my god I love this.
is beneath a moonless sky seriously seven and a half minutes long i mean what
if you count once upon another time that’s right after it i think the whole segment of “we banged and now i am sad that we aren’t banging” is over 10 minutes.
“we banged and now i am sad that we aren’t banging”
^ Kinda the whole show tbqh
I’ve thought about attempting to formulate some long, detailed meta about the implications of the fact that “Beneath the Moonless Sky,” the only (imho) memorable melody in the show, is developed directly from the one major piece written for the PotO movie, i.e. the orchestral underscore for the ride to the cemetery before “Wishing.” And how deeply, deeply disturbing I find it that the canon-revisionist assertion that Christine and Erik somehow got it on offstage sometime during PotO is musically linked to the point in the story when Christine (who is, leave us not forget, SIXTEEN in the movie) is most desperately lost and confused.
Then I remember that LND is bad fanfic that doesn’t deserve that much thought.
Christine Costumes: The “Lost” Dress
The dress is one of the lost personal Christine dresses but it is not usedIt is on display in her dressing room, between the door and the mirror, and has three purposes: 1. There is no wall there, so it fills in the blank space, 2. It serves as a “door stopper” as the door is flung open when Raoul e-enters, and 3. It makes it look even more like a dressing room. We might assume that Christine was to wear this the night after her triumphant gala, though it does look more like a walking dress than an evening dress.The original “lost” dress had a shape reminding of Christine’s blue “wishing” dress. The bodice and skirt matched, and the bodice had a contrasting collar and front area, but the sleeves were longer. The skirt had a fringed apron, but no side drapes. The colour seems to have been a greyish blue tone, in a patterned brocade or similar. It seems the dress is still in use in West End in the early 2000s, which is quite impressive. However, recent photos shows the version with a “Swiss bodice”… more details
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