I made a discovery today that rocked my world.
Andrew Lloyd Weber wrote a sequel to Phantom of the Opera.
Even though the curtain has closed and you have been left with tears in your eyes, sorrow in your heart, and questions for years and years, the rest of the story is finally revealed. Andrew Lloyd Webber is a scary genius with a pen and a musical score. I have been sitting here for hours on lala.com relishing and inhaling this music. Music is one of those things that I can’t accurately put into words; music is an experience.
Much critique has already been exacted on this new work, which premiered in London on March 5 of this year. People are freaked out about the classic cliff-hanger moving on. People are also freaked out that the characters have developed without their consent. To those people I would like to say this: if you had done your research, you would’ve learned that ten years loom between Phantom and Love Never Dies. If that knowledge had made its way to your brain, you would’ve rationalized that people change after ten years. That is a natural process of life. I’d imagine that from ten years ago, many things in your life have changed. Even fictional characters develop, my friends. Could you have possibly presumed that Christine and Raoul were always going to be so helplessly and innocently in love? Did you really think that the Giry’s wouldn’t find grief for their knowledge of the Phantom’s schemes? Did you actually believe that Andrew Lloyd Weber would kill his alter ego? No. No. And no. If you knew anything about Andrew Lloyd Weber, you would know that he raises those on the bottom and glorifies the ugly. Love Never Dies is mesmerizing. It’s a victory for those of us who secretly wished that Christine would’ve accepted her fate and stayed with the Phantom just so he would have some joy in his life. There is power and passion in the score, and even though I have yet to see the musical, I can still follow the story through the music (and maybe a little help from Wikipedia). The final song (all 14 minutes and 22 seconds of it) reduced me to tears. This is the way to end the story.
The Angel of Music finally wins.