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you think that you're so alone in the world then you read literature from hundreds of years ago and you realize that other people have always felt this way
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Season 01, EP. 02 – (Bridge and Tunnel)
Media Necromancy: Strange Happenings Under the Opera House
Hello Haunted Hearts Society Members
Welcome back to another intsallment of the strange, obscure and bygone.
Tonight’s selection might only qualify as two of those descriptions, as The Phantom of the Opera is certainly a recognized and popular story. Known mostly to modern audiences from Andrew Lloyd Webber’s 1986 musical, Phantom originates with a novel published in 1910 by Gaston Leroux. The first film adaption was a 1916 German film which is so lost the only traces of its existence are advertisements and a written summary. In 1925 Universal released their version starring Lon Chaney, Mary Philbin and Norman Kerry, which has since gone on to become a classic of gothic film.
Universal’s film follows the novel pretty closely, and certainly more closely than the famous musical – Webber’s iteration focuses more on the romance, removes most of the events leading to the ending, as well as the investigative aspects through the novel’s narrator trying to uncover the truth of the strange events, and the Persian who has followed the Phantom (whose name we learn to be Erik) in order to apprehend him for crimes.
That being said, the two mentioned adaptations pretty much tell the same story, so we are going to focus instead on the elements that may be unfamiliar to fans of the musical, and the descriptions from the novel and how the film brought them to the screen.
The Phantom himself
"But imagine, if you can, Red Death's mask suddenly coming to life in order to express, with the four black holes of its eyes, its nose, and its mouth, the extreme anger, the mighty fury of a demon; and not a ray of light from the sockets, for, as I learned later, you can not see his blazing eyes except in the dark."
Erik’s grotesque appearance goes well beyond what a half-mask can cover; he’s consistently described in macabre terms, compared to corpses and skeletons. His unreal and seemingly inhuman face contributes to his legend, and the characters describe sightings of him in increasingly supernatural ways. Erik embraces this, besides calling himself the “Opera Ghost”, and “Phantom”, he’s an apparition that appears and disappears in the opera house, speaks to people from places they can’t see and seems omnipresent due to his astute ability to use slight of hand tricks and navigate the secret passages of the building.
Lon Chaney’s make up captures this wonderfully, transforming him into a skull-like monster. Universal also recreated the Phantom’s costume at the masquerade as described in the novel, which is also recognizable as a reference to Edgar Allan Poe’s story “The Masque of the Red Death.”
"It was a man dressed all in scarlet, with a huge hat and feathers on the top of a wonderful death's head. From his shoulders hung an immense red-velvet cloak, which trailed along the floor like a king's train; and on this cloak was embroidered, in gold letters, which every one read and repeated aloud, "Don't touch me! I am Red Death stalking abroad!""
(Note the colour in the film!)
Don Juan Triumphant
Erik is a genius, not just of blackmail and trickery, but of music. Though the musical shows him presenting his completed score Don Juan Triumphant at the masquerade to be performed, in the novel and film he does no such thing. The opera performed in both is instead Faust, with the conflict with Carlotta stemming from Erik’s desire to have Christine replace her in the role of Marguerite.
The Cellars
The Paris Opera house in the novel is as strange and unbelievable as the Phantom, and hides other secrets. It rises up and up into attics inhabited by unseen and forgotten people, and the cellars descend deep into the earth and are full of multiple entities that startle and terrify the opera workers. One would think they are also employees of the opera house, but have apparently transformed into something that the “above-ground” staff no longer recognize.
When Christine returns from Erik’s home the first time, she describes to Raoul some of the things she witnessed in the cellars, such as demons working the opera house’s furnaces – a sight that Raoul also sees in his later pursuit of Christine and the Phantom.
"There are demons down there, quite black, standing in front of boilers, and they wield shovels and pitchforks and poke up fires and stir up flames and, if you come too near them, they frighten you by suddenly opening the red mouths of their furnaces... Well, while Cesar was quietly carrying me on his back, I saw those black demons in the distance, looking quite small, in front of the red fires of their furnaces: they came into sight, disappeared and came into sight again, as we went on our winding way."
As in the musical, Erik abducts Christine in the middle of a performance, and Raoul enters the cellars to find her. Unlike musical however, which greatly expands on the role Madame Giry played, Raoul is approached by the Persian, who offers his aid. Universal replaces the Persian with a man named Ledoux who claims to be a member of the Secret Police. He appears every so often throughout the movie, and we had also learned that Erik is an escapee from Devil’s Island, a penal colony which really existed.
Raoul and the Persian have a couple strange encounters in the cellars, and the Persian is interestingly familiar with all the workings and characters of the opera house.
"A shade, this time carrying no light, just a shade in the shade, passed. It passed close to them, near enough to touch them.
They felt the warmth of its cloak upon them. For they could distinguish the shade sufficiently to see that it wore a cloak which shrouded it from head to foot. On its head it had a soft felt hat...
It moved away, drawing its feet against the walls and sometimes giving a kick into a corner.
"Whew!" said the Persian. "We've had a narrow escape; that shade knows me and has twice taken me to the managers' office."
"Is it some one belonging to the theatre police?" asked Raoul.
"It's some one much worse than that!" replied the Persian, without giving any further explanation."
One of this encounters is included in the Universal film, which is the appearance of a “fiery head.” In the novel this was mentioned earlier as everyone is trying to figure out who – or what – the Phantom is, and the face of fire had frightened another man. Though we learn this particular figure is hired to lure rats, Universal has him call himself a “messenger from the shadows”, perhaps to combine him with the aforementioned cloaked man who is never actually explained.
"Yes, a head of fire came toward them, at a man's height, but with no body attached to it. The face shed fire, looked in the darkness like a flame shaped as a man's face.
They continued to retreat, but the fiery face came on, came on, gaining on them. They could see its features clearly now. The eyes were round and staring, the nose a little crooked and the mouth large, with a hanging lower lip, very like the eyes, nose and lip of the moon, when the moon is quite red, bright red.
Yes, Raoul and the Persian were ready to faint, like Pampin the fireman. But the head of fire turned round in answer to their cries, and spoke to them:
"Don't move! Don't move! Whatever you do, don't come after me! I am the rat-catcher! Let me pass, with my rats!
And the head of fire disappeared, vanished in the darkness, while the passage in front of it lit up, as the result of the change which the rat-catcher had made in his dark lantern. Before, so as not to scare the rats in front of him, he had turned his dark lantern on himself, lighting up his own head; now, to hasten their flight, he lit the dark space in front of him. And he jumped along, dragging with him the waves of scratching rats, all the thousand sounds."
The novel and film also place more importance on Raoul’s brother, Count Philippe. Though the novel relays the unfortunate man’s fate in a second hand account and the event leading to his death to be assumed, the film includes a particularly creepy scene where Erik goes out to meet Philippe as he attempts to cross the underground lake, while using a breathing tube to hide himself underwater. Likely meant as another example of Erik’s ingenuity, the sequence leaves no doubt to the extent of his evil in his intentions to keep Christine imprisoned and kill anyone who interferes.
"Knowing Erik as he did, he easily reconstructed the tragedy. Thinking that his brother had run away with Christine Daae, Philippe had dashed in pursuit of him along the Brussels Road, where he knew that everything was prepared for the elopement. Failing to find the pair, he hurried back to the Opera, remembered Raoul's strange confidence about his fantastic rival and learned that the viscount had made every effort to enter the cellars of the theatre and that he had disappeared, leaving his hat in the prima donna's dressing-room beside an empty pistol-case. And the count, who no longer entertained any doubt of his brother's madness, in his turn darted into that infernal underground maze. This was enough, in the Persian's eyes, to explain the discovery of the Comte de Chagny's corpse on the shore of the lake, where the siren, Erik's siren, kept watch."
The House on the Lake
Erik lives on the lake under the opera house in a home of his own construction, which means of course this isn’t just an ordinary house. As Raoul and the Persian discover, it includes a torture chamber, which the Persian has knowledge of as he had seen it used before Erik installed it in Paris. The chamber is a room with mirrors on the walls, and in the middle is a metal tree on which hangs a noose. Erik can control the temperature, make the sounds of dangerous animals, and otherwise attempt to drive the victim inside to using the noose to end things.
"Because of the smallness of the luminous disk, it was difficult at first to make out the appearance of things: they saw a corner of a branch... and a leaf... and another leaf... and, next to it, nothing at all, nothing but the ray of light that seemed to reflect itself... Raoul passed his hand over that nothing, over that reflection.
"Hullo!" he said. "The wall is a looking-glass!"
"Yes, a looking-glass!" said the Persian, in a tone of deep emotion. And, passing the hand that held the pistol over his moist forehead, he added, "We have dropped into the torture-chamber!""
That’s not the only insidious feature of Erik’s house. Raoul and the Persian discover another chamber filled with barrels.
"Indeed, there was quite a number of them, symmetrically arranged in two rows, one on either side of us. They were small barrels and I thought that Erik must have selected them of that size to facilitate their carriage to the house on the lake.
We examined them successively, to see if one of them had not a funnel, showing that it had been tapped at some time or another. But all the barrels were hermetically closed.
Then, after half lifting one to make sure it was full, we went on our knees and, with the blade of a small knife which I carried, I prepared to stave in the bung-hole.
"What's this?" cried the viscount. "This isn't water!"
The viscount put his two full hands close to my lantern ... I stooped to look ... and at once threw away the lantern with such violence that it broke and went out, leaving us in utter darkness.
What I had seen in M. de Chagny's hands ... was gun-powder!"
Meanwhile, Erik is inflicting psychological torture on Christine, presenting her with a choice between two knobs in the shape of the scorpion and a grasshopper. Choose the scorpion, and she agrees to stay with Erik, but if she chooses to leave him, Erik plans to blow the opera house and everyone in to oblivion.
"In one of the caskets, you will find a scorpion, in the other, a grasshopper, both very cleverly imitated in Japanese bronze: they will say yes or no for you. If you turn the scorpion round, that will mean to me, when I return, that you have said yes. The grasshopper will mean no.' And he laughed like a drunken demon. I did nothing but beg and entreat him to give me the key of the torture-chamber, promising to be his wife if he granted me that request... But he told me that there was no future need for that key and that he was going to throw it into the lake! And he again laughed like a drunken demon and left me. Oh, his last words were, 'The grasshopper! Be careful of the grasshopper! A grasshopper does not only turn: it hops! It hops! And it hops jolly high!'"
As can be expected from Hollywood, a villain must be a villain and it would be a shame if justice wasn’t served in the most dramatic and spectacular fashion, and the ending is a major deviation from the book. Erik is chased by an angry mob and faces his end at their hands. Christine is rescued by Raoul, and that’s the end.
The novel has a bit more of a nuanced approach to Erik’s character. Though he is definitely a bad person, it gives us at least one aspect worthy of pity: the desire to just live like anyone else, made impossible by the horrific nature of his face.
"Then, tired of his adventurous, formidable and monstrous life, he longed to be some one "like everybody else." And he became a contractor, like any ordinary contractor, building ordinary houses with ordinary bricks. He tendered for part of the foundations in the Opera. His estimate was accepted. When he found himself in the cellars of the enormous playhouse, his artistic, fantastic, wizard nature resumed the upper hand. Besides, was he not as ugly as ever? He dreamed of creating for his own use a dwelling unknown to the rest of the earth, where he could hide from men's eyes for all time."
The ending of the musical is more like the novel in this sense. Raoul and Christine are let go, and never seen again (we believe they return to Christine’s home country of Sweden), and the Phantom remains alone in the opera house to the natural end of his days.
""I went and released the young man," Erik continued, "and told him to come with me to Christine ... They kissed before me in the Louis-Philippe room... Christine had my ring... I made Christine swear to come back, one night, when I was dead, crossing the lake from the Rue-Scribe side, and bury me in the greatest secrecy with the gold ring, which she was to wear until that moment. I told her where she would find my body and what to do with it... Then Christine kissed me, for the first time, herself, here, on the forehead—don't look, daroga!—here, on the forehead... on my forehead, mine—don't look, daroga!—and they went off together... Christine had stopped crying... I alone cried... if Christine keeps her promise, she will come back soon! ..."
The Persian asked him no questions. He was quite reassured as to the fate of Raoul Chagny and Christine Daae; no one could have doubted the word of the weeping Erik that night.
The monster resumed his mask and collected his strength to leave the daroga. He told him that, when he felt his end to be very near at hand, he would send him, in gratitude for the kindness which the Persian had once shown him, that which he held dearest in the world: all Christine Daae's papers, which she had written for Raoul's benefit and left with Erik, together with a few objects belonging to her, such as a pair of gloves, a shoe-buckle and two pocket-handkerchiefs. In reply to the Persian's questions, Erik told him that the two young people, at soon as they found themselves free, had resolved to go and look for a priest in some lonely spot where they could hide their happiness and that, with this object in view, they had started from "the northern railway station of the world." Lastly, Erik relied on the Persian, as soon as he received the promised relics and papers, to inform the young couple of his death and to advertise it in the EPOQUE.
That was all. The Persian saw Erik to the door of his flat, and Darius helped him down to the street. A cab was waiting for him. Erik stepped in; and the Persian, who had gone back to the window, heard him say to the driver:
"Go to the Opera."
And the cab drove off into the night.
The Persian had seen the poor, unfortunate Erik for the last time. Three weeks later, the Epoque published this advertisement:
"Erik is dead.""
"I have prayed over his mortal remains, that God might show him mercy notwithstanding his crimes. Yes, I am sure, quite sure that I prayed beside his body, the other day, when they took it from the spot where they were burying the phonographic records. It was his skeleton. I did not recognize it by the ugliness of the head, for all men are ugly when they have been dead as long as that, but by the plain gold ring which he wore and which Christine Daae had certainly slipped on his finger, when she came to bury him in accordance with her promise.
The skeleton was lying near the little well, in the place where the Angel of Music first held Christine Daae fainting in his trembling arms, on the night when he carried her down to the cellars of the opera-house."
Erik | Raoul Mirror Parallels
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The Text, Symbolically; The Literature, Literally; and my problem with Media Messaging as a concept
There's a lot that can be said, and already has been said, about how Erik and Raoul reflect the state of Christine's mind during the course of the story symbolically: Erik takes her into the underground and over a lake, symbolic of how Christine explores the parts of her own mind that would be unacceptable to the “masquerade” of day-to-day life aboveground or on dry land; Erik's lair and Erik himself can be symbolic of the secrets that Christine keeps from even herself, such as the unresolved grief she has for her father, or her ambitions and talents, and how she relates to her own sexuality. Raoul introduced himself to her by taking something of hers out of the ocean and returning it onto dry land: In the novel, he is a navy soldier, ready to impose order and duty upon a chaotic watery realm; in the musical, Raoul is symbolically associated with daylight and summertime (a season with the shortest nights of the year) to contrast Erik's being a creature of darkness making Music of the Night. Some symbolic opposition between Erik and Raoul continues to survive in that specific adaptation.
Generally, narrative devices that suggest the underground or night or bodies of water get interpreted by the method of Depth Psychology, or Symbolism, as denoting the parts of the mind that somebody is not aware of or cannot control. Girls who are wounded by their parents, even a good parent like Gustave Daaé who only betrayed Christine by dying (so he probably didn't do that psychological wounding on purpose), don't consciously decide to get into abusive relationships. The “pipeline” from one to another is a subconscious or unconscious operation, and we can track those through dream symbolism or fictional symbolism. The subconscious or unconscious, and its symbols, is the shadow-side.
Not that I’m forgetting to interpret the story as literally as it presents itself, which should be the first reading of it. For all the absurdly implausible melodrama, The Phantom of the Opera novel is not a surrealist story. It's not a fantasy novel and Erik is not written to be a mythological being. Erik’s been this awful creep while Raoul's up in here being kind of a jerk too. They are both, on a literal level, some guy in this story.
Ana Yudin’s analysis of The Phantom of the Opera 2004 does some splendid work with acknowledging how the story has become about Christine Daaé ’s psychology (ALW Erik singing “I am the masque you wear” implying that he is some figment of her mind) while also acknowledging the level of storytelling layers in which Erik is a character-as-person in the world of this story who would harm his intimate partner, and demonstrably does harm his intimate partner. (Even calling Christine his partner in this is a strain, from what we understand of the circumstances.) Erik as a character drifts between being symbolic of why young women with a psychology marred by parental wounding get directly siphoned into a pipeline of abusive relationships, and himself figuring as the abuser in this story with a psychology of his own: his character as a person, rather than as a symbolism.
Character interpretation is fluid, so we keep in mind that the symbolic and the literal are different layers of interpretation.
A third one that I want to briefly mention is media-messaging: In a love-triangle story, we can analyse how Erik and Raoul pose as rhetorical figures for what sort of man that a young lady in 1910 should be encouraged to romanticize. I want to keep this section brief because I think the premise of messaging already takes for granted the intention and responsibility of the creator having so much impact, when to the contrary these works can occupy a broader storytelling landscape that has a variety of messages transmitted through the same story trope...
...and as many ways to interpret and then do-what-will with that messaging as there are audience members and moments in each audience member's lives.
I can recognize that the design of the story is such that Raoul is implied to be Christine's happy-ever-after...but at the time of this writing, so much more creative energy and relatability and attention has gone to Erik as a character, and by “character” I mean person. I don't think of this as a bad thing, I think of it as a healthy rebellion against some values of the Second Empire that ought to have stayed in 1870.
Erik as Raoul de Chagny’s Shadow-Side
To 21st-century readers, the book version of Raoul de Chagny should be a box of red flags. I described above the symbolic interpretation that suggests Christine has unresolved grief, repressed ambition and sexuality that take on this grand secret-realm life, and it's all shaped like some guy named Erik and his lair. I make the observation that Christine Daaé’s repressed impulses are parts of herself that she is ignorant of. They play out in her life because resistance to that impulse is an activity that keeps that impulse alive, whereas acknowledgement and reframing that ulterior motive is what will change that energy from destructive impulse to constructive impulse—but her conscious attitude is not hostility to displays of others’ grief, ambition, or sexuality. Rather it's self-sabotage, such as fainting right after she sings too well.
I think the same method of analysis can apply to Raoul, and his conscious attitude to his own repressed impulses is hostility: He will discharge a firearm at some guy named Erik for lurking at his bedroom window. Raoul literally barges into the lair with gun a-blazing. To do this to the character-as-person who is a middle-aged extortionist/terrorist who creeps on and kidnaps Raoul's fiancée is one thing—but to enact all of that at a character-as-symbol of Raoul's own shadow-side is another.
The first description Leroux gives us (or via Lowell Bair who gave me,) of Raoul is as a “handsome youth”. These are opposite traits to Erik, but other parts of the book suggest to me that Raoul doesn't think he has much else going for him except for being handsome and young.
He took violin lessons under Gustave Daaé, but he's never described as a soulful musician or composer.
This isn't to say that Christine chose the wrong collection of traits if the traits of these men are mutually exclusive; I'm saying Erik is a symbol of Raoul's repressions...and not everything that we repress into our shadow-side is bad. For the sake of participating in the “masquerade” of life, we will hide our artistic expressions and wisdom in the dark lair. Raoul would yearn for something more substantial to his personality, he does want to be more than some pretty boy, but he doesn't know how to build his own character because he rejects his shadow-side where all the artistic creativity and wisdom is: In this analysis Erik symbolizes a part of Raoul, and Raoul rejects and is hostile to that.
And Raoul has also fainted, it's a gender-egalitarian feature of the gothic novel. There must be something in the wallpaper, in addition to being a symbolic act of denying his shadow-side.
Nooooo don't get your hat lol Raoul you are dying from mercury poisoning from that hat it's like 1885 or something.
If not reframing and re-integrating those repressed shadow-sides of a personality merely made a person mediocre, then that would not be too bad. For example, falling into a petty grump out of jealousy for a friend's successes, instead of acknowledging those feelings and allowing it to refine the part of one's life that is lacking and then building up the life that you will actually be so happy with that there's no room for envying others...is a mediocre way to refuse or accept the shadow-side. We're not all going to be Shakespearean baddies about it like Iago or Edmund, so maybe it's fine either way.
But what I think is so interesting about Raoul that Erik brings out is this: Raoul is framed as this financially stable trust-fund heir who also has a real job, and is made of love...but consider how well Erik fits into being Raoul's shadow-side. Erik is the dark lake motif to Raoul's ocean motif. This indicates how Raoul is as capable of many things that Erik is capable of: playing the violin, sure maybe, he had lessons as a kid...but also selfishness, cruelty, tyranny, and manipulation. The parallels in symbolism suggest that Raoul does have the same destructive impulses and insecurities as Erik. It only doesn't show because Raoul is repressed,
whereas Erik-the-Symbolism embodies what everybody else is repressing. Erik-the-Symbolism is positioned in the narrative to live out those repressions.
Raoul de Chagny and Empathy
The concept of Empathy was a contentious one a few months ago. I have stumbled across some discourse talking-points about how what we think is Empathy is a physiological thing to do with mirror neurons and so saying that only bad people have inhibited Empathy function is a disability discrimination...and somehow also that Empathy is impossibly supernatural like even between people who do have those neurons optimally functioning they're not always going to know or care what one another are feeling, or some circumstances mean they can't show or act on their Empathy, and so Empathy might as well not exist because it's unreliably undefined...and then also that Empathy is the driving motivator for people not physically involved in a genocide to make efforts to stop a genocide...and then also that there's some pastor from Idaho, USAmerica who declared Empathy to be the next religious prohibition. Empathy is now, apparently, a sin.
And then there's Pauline from my unsupportive support group who will not shut up about being An Empath. omggg shut up Empath Pauline from my unsupportive support group shuttt uppppp
So when I say “Raoul de Chagny is capable of Empathy while Erik de l’Opera isn't” that's not some trump card in favor of #MyShip —it's only a factor that plays into other traits that this character has.
Raoul is sensitive and responsive to the emotional states of others. He feels his own errors and often respects the consequences, pretty much right away. Not bad for a 21-year-old trust-fund brat.
Exhibit A:
This boy will eavesdrop at her dressing-room and stalk her all the way outside of the city, but he will sit and stay because she made the sit-stay gesture? Whipped, I say, I do declare that boy is whipped. By whipped I mean respected a boundary that time.
Exhibit B:
Exhibit C:
This doesn't mean Raoul can't also be a selfish, spoiled brat who's as weird about women as a young man from the 1880’s can be. (Erik is weird about women too but he's also generally weird; he lives with the rat-catcher spectre of the face on fire disembodied head, like, what's that about Erik buddy?)
But Christine has the same shadow-sided trait and the same superpower: To be so readily responsive to the needs and perspectives and feelings of others can get a person to behave very much against their own preservation.
When Raoul cries about his fiancée’s suicide attempt, is that a promise that her happiness and wellbeing is so resonant with his own that he will do anything to prevent her feeling so bad ever again? Or is it a contest, like if she thinks she feels bad well now he feels worse from hearing about it—so nobody in this room is allowed to have emotional problems except for this one Very Empathic Guy ? Empathy on its own isn't a virtue.
And just as Raoul's selfish infatuation make him act out as less of a friend and more of an imposition, not leaving so very much room for Empathizing with anybody else, Erik's insecurities and self-pity don't leave room for any Empathy for anybody else. The Persian had to reason with him for Christine's freedom: that the test of the truth of her love for Erik will be if she comes back after being released. In the end Erik's comprehension of Christine's love for him could not be separated from coercion, subjugation, and what he could get out of her. The epiphany Erik gets to on his own at the very end, that his love is shown by respecting Christine's freedoms and life, is so monumentous that it's implied to kill him less than a month later. But this monumental epiphany is something that even a brat like Raoul lives with every day of his life, see Exhibit A (like omg erik everybody needed you to get a grip like last november before this all became some big thing...)
Self-awareness, empathy, and some measure of respect for Christine's personal boundaries are all traits that Raoul is conscious of having, so that doesn't go to his shadow-side overly much.
But let me talk more about Raoul being a privileged brat...
Mister Hades is a mighty king, must be making some mighty big deals / Seems like he owns everything (...Kind of makes you wonder how it feels...)
Fanlore has it that Erik lives in a sewer, and in the late 1800’s that was probably true. However, without even having gone to the lair, Raoul calls it a palace.
For a romantic rival, Raoul compliments Erik awfully often.
But while I joke about Erik's job being extortionist while Raoul can offer Christine regular meals and holidays abroad in fancy dresses... The way Raoul can afford all that is not that much better than being an extortionist. Sure, Raoul can provide a hashtagging royaltycore escapist fantasy if Philippe doesn't disinherit him from the De Chagny fortune (which, we are told, is a substantial fortune.) Even if Raoul were disinherited, whatever he earns from sailing with the navy will be enough to satisfy Christine Daaé who grew up singing on street corners and is so humble that she never asks for luxuries.
But besties, wake up: we're talking aristocracy and the military. Erik's parasitic and violent livelihood is a dark mirror to Viscount Raoul de Chagny’s way of life. The de Chagny fortune is built upon the continued exploitation of the French working-classes while he travels the world or sits pretty at the theater, and the French navy with its expeditions sending brave sailors out is absolutely a colonialist operation. Grandfather De Chagny dodged the guillotines, the Chagny boys are very proud of him, after which they seem to never wonder why the guillotines were there.
I'm not saying that these men are equally bad but that one’s line of exploitative and violent work is reviled whereas the other’s is accepted and admired. Erik is Raoul's shadow-side, and this is another way that it shows. While Raoul would defy his big brother to elope with Christine because the class-difference is not as important to him as romance (consciously), the unchecked privilege and entitlement hidden in his subconscious comes out when he does snark at Christine for being a commoner. Raoul has not acknowledged or integrated his shadow-side of this mysterious man who lives in an underground palace.
Giving Up the (Opera) Ghost
Several paragraphs above I described the usual course of therapy for when repressed impulses begin to have a detrimental effect on somebody's life
[repressed impulses] play out in [ Christine’s ] life because resistance to that impulse is an activity that keeps that impulse alive, whereas acknowledgement and reframing that ulterior motive is what will change that energy
In Christine's case, she must process her grief or else everybody at the opera house might as well be dead. She declares herself Erik's living wife, mourns the motherless child that Erik represents in her, and returns to the world of the living with a more integrated sense of her sexuality and what she really wants to do with the rest of her life.
This was the end result of weeks and months of willing to learn, and consciously going between Erik's lair/lakehouse and her day job.
As this post is about Raoul, the question becomes: Can he also integrate his shadow-side, despite only having gone to explore it that one time gun a-blazing, and going through so much agony that he promptly passed out for most of it?
The canon text isn't really Raoul's story, so now it really all depends on the fanfiction.
Noooooooo lol not that one with the actual funding! I mean the ones where Raoul is kinky in the bedroom and implied to have been bisexual on the high seas. I really enjoy those ones.
But all right yes “Raoul learned nothing and came back from near death worse (alcohol/gambling addiction)” is also a fair interpretation and a possibility. He was passed out for most of it. I just like the idea of the sadder and wiser old chap bidding on the music box at the auction.
Ryan Gosling’s career has just been one long quest to climb the Warner Bros water tower
that man has been trying to climb this tower since he was 16. he has asked multiple times, and every time they said no, but now he’s famous enough & variety was able to convince them to do a shoot on the tower. it all led here. it was all for this.
I’m obsessed with the implication that this was a coming-of-age ritual where a boy becomes a man, like a bar mitzvah
this coming-of-age ritual is called taking a gander

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”there’s no glory in suffering” and “sometimes the effort is the point” are two ideas that co-exist but god damn if I can ever tell when’s the time for which
Princess Yue as the Moon Spirit in a style inspired by Alphonse Mucha.
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“Years and years ago, there was a production of The Tempest, out of doors, at an Oxford college on a lawn, which was the stage, and the lawn went back towards the lake in the grounds of the college, and the play began in natural light. But as it developed, and as it became time for Ariel to say his farewell to the world of The Tempest, the evening had started to close in and there was some artificial lighting coming on. And as Ariel uttered his last speech, he turned and he ran across the grass, and he got to the edge of the lake and he just kept running across the top of the water — the producer having thoughtfully provided a kind of walkway an inch beneath the water. And you could see and you could hear the plish, plash as he ran away from you across the top of the lake, until the gloom enveloped him and he disappeared from your view. And as he did so, from the further shore, a firework rocket was ignited, and it went whoosh into the air, and high up there it burst into lots of sparks, and all the sparks went out, and he had gone. When you look up the stage directions, it says, ‘Exit Ariel.’”
— Tom Stoppard, University of Pennsylvania, 1996 (via flameintobeing)
Now I know I'm a character fan and not a shipper in this, because reading fic about Raoul and Christine in a heavily implied to be unrequited-love marriage is 🤌 still good food to me!
Raoul/PTSD , Christine/low-self-esteem , Gilded Cage in the Gilded Age like how do i keep forgetting this guy likely lives in an estate or several, and the shady old-money opulence of it all keeps up that classic gothic flavor. Landscaping/Architecture is now my OTP. Scenery porn is my porn.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
I liked this so much that I started drawing it. I know I need to re-draw her right hand, and those will be more clearly roses after I get all the yellows painted in.
1870’s hairstyles...I just don't think Christine would go for the Gibson Girl thing. Wake her when it's 1920 and everyone's sporting a flapper bob.
1890’s spectacles (pince-nez on chain)
Fin de siècle wrapper gowns (first 2 above) and early 20th-century gown for silhouette reference.
OMIGOSH
I am so honored and touched that you were inspired to make art based on something I wrote! I just love the tragedy of these characters - because Raoul really is the best boy, so earnestly trying with all of his heart, and poor Christine is trying too, in her own way, but she's existing with half of her soul away from the music that defines her and gah, it all hurts so good! Plus, the SCENERY AND THE GOTHIC FLAVOR! That was super indulgent for me to explore as an author, in keeping with the genre, so I am just dancing-in-place giddy that those details resonated with you as a reader - and now as an artist!
I ABSOLUTELY LOVE the research that you put into your design process and I am giving a hearty hear, hear to your selections! THE GLASSES, yes please! This is going to be gorgeous, and I can't wait to see more of your painting as it unfolds!
*hugs*
John Salminen (American b.1945), Yellow Jersey, Watercolor on paper

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Dress
Late 1840s
silk trimmed with silk fringe
The John Bright Collection