Darkly mysterious Joel Schumacher and Andrew Lloyd Webber have surpassed themselves with this marvellous film version of Phantom of the Opera. The essentials from the original story and the stage production have been enhanced with amazing and impressive effects: from the magnificent chandelier to the monkey music box; from a meticulously created backstage labyrinth with all the chaos and greasepaint, to the minutiae of the Phantom's lair with its miniature theatre, gilded mirrors, candle-holders, swan-shell bed and luxurious materials. I was reminded of similar details in Baz Lurhmann's Moulin Rouge, but Phantom far exceeds Moulin Rouge in quality, drama, and beautiful music. But it is the performances which make this film stand out so spectacularly.
The drama, pathos, sweetness, darkness, romance, of the music and plot would be nothing without the beautiful voice of Emmy Rossum, the charismatic playing by Gerard Butler, the charm of Patrick Wilson. They are so well supported by Minnie Driver who is fantastic - I will remember her in this role above all the others I have seen her in; Simon Callow, who is wonderfully camp and funny and brings out hitherto unsuspected comedy in the plot; Jennifer Ellison as Emmy Rossum's sweet friend who secretly envies her; but above all, Miranda Richardson who, as with everything I ever see her in, makes the part her own and totally believable. She, in the character of Madame Giry (in a completely different interpretation from the original story, and an expanded part from the stage production) epitomises the real darkness of the story, the seductiveness, subliminal eroticism, yet murky, subversively dangerous story of Beauty and the Beast. Her mannerisms, her expressions, her inner fury and turmoil (anger against Buquet, fear with her hand on her heart when the Phantom appears as Don Juan, erotic, winding her hair before her mirror, tight-lipped frustration with the frivolous attitudes of the new directors), her few words, and pent-up feelings, impress more than anyone else of the true nature of what this story is really about - a top layer of Gothic romance, and a deeper undercurrent of dangerous sexuality, violence, and death.
I have seen this film three times in the last week, and you need to see it more than once to take in the immensity of detail in set, costumes, performance, and lyrics. But by the third time it was Miranda Richardson who brought the whole thing together for me. Her love for her daughter (Meg), her ambition for her adopted daughter (Christine), her loyalty to, but knowledge of the madness in, the Phantom, and her secret love for him, which she transfers to Christine, encouraging Christine in the girl's confused fantasy of her Angel of Music, until she realises the danger, when she switches her loyalty to Raoul. She lives her life through others - her 'ballet girls' as well as the main characters, and assumes power from her knowledge of the Phantom and the Opera House, persuading Andre and Firmin of the real presence of the Phantom. She is at the heart of this movie together with the Phantom (as indicated in the flashback scene explaining where the Phantom came from) and the other characters revolve around her, yet she remains in the background - such a powerful, understated performance in the midst of equally powerful, overstated performances.