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Más cortas que en blogger, más largas que en twitter y facebook.
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Last time my boss went to Paris she sent me awesome photos from the rooftop of the Palais Garnier.
This time she sent me this.
My boss understands me.I need to find this!!!
i know right!! i didn’t see no gaston leroux speciality store when i went to Paris!
Neither did I!
WHERE WAS THIS?!?!?!
this vital information must be disclosed
Well, this place is managed by Leroux great-granddaughter (at least two years ago when two friends were there), inside are lots of PotO merchandising (not for sale), and you can buy wine bottles.
Take a look inside…
Yes, one of my friends brought two bottles of PotO wine and we drink them together (see last photo, the other friend doesn’t lives here).
I want a movie of Susan Kay’s PHANTOM with Robert Downey Jr. as Erik.
I don’t know the rest of the cast, just RDJ as Erik since he lived in Persia.
Isn’t the beautiful tragedy of this story that Christine can’t decide?
Also, something I just thought of: Christine chooses Raoul. So by calling Raoul weak, foppish, stupid etc, Raoul-haters are actually inadvertently implying Erik is weaker than Raoul… He must be. Else Christine would have chosen him.
Somebody who will never understand Raoul hate just… don’t know the book.
It’s okay, I don’t hate you for loving Raoul, I understand you love the charming boy who saves Christine from the evil stalker.
The kind of post that I’m rebblogging is nice and I thank people for being kind, but I hate the people who hate me for hating Raoul even when they don’t know the book. Those people will better shut up or hate only the people who hates Raoul from ALW PotO.
I don’t hate Raoul ALW, I just think it’s silly and dumb and a crying baby and I make some fun of him for that, but he’s a good boy. But I like to make fun with dumb kiddos, sorry.
And either in the book and the musical the reason why Christine choose Raoul is: SHE LOVES RAOUL, NOT ERIK.
Plain and simple.
It’s not that one is better than other, both have BIG FAILURES (specially in the book, both are CREEPY) , but Christine loves Raoul and not Erik, just that.
At the end of ALW PotO: Christine realizes that Erik it’s just her Angel of Music, her friend, but the man she LOVES is Raoul and choose the man she loves. I would do the same: if two guys love me and I love one of them, I will stay with the one that I love even when the other is better.
In the book: Christine is REALLY AFRAID from Erik, and she loves Raoul, even when Raoul is a sonofabitch, a sick jealous who mistreat her. But she loves him and not Erik.
So, if you don’t uderstand why I hate Raoul: please go and read the book.
I have a “cmplete” version of Erik, Raoul and Christine mixed by all the versions in my head, but maybe you can see the differences between each one, and understand that not all the Raouls are the good boys you will love to marry with.
(Source: meggiry, via childrenofthebarricades)
El Fantasma de la Ópera de Andrew Lloyd Webber hoy cumple veinticinco años.
Si quieres conocer personas tan emocionadas como tú por ello y que hablen español, ¡ven y conócennos!
Somos un grupo unido por el amor hacia PotO, que ha roto fronteras cibernéticas y geográficas desde el año 2000.
Y ahora también síguennos en Twitter @PHANSmx
Lexell Cassini
(Administradora)
Si amas El Fantasma de la Ópera, hablas español y vas solo por el mundo sin que nadie te comprenda… ¡Nosotros estábamos igual hasta que encontramos Phans México!
¡Únete y pasa la voz!
Lexell Cassini
(Administradora)
“Perhaps we can frighten away the ghost of so many years ago…with a little illumination.”
DIOS! Qué recuerdos! Mi verdadero primer encuentro con PotO! TuT
God damnit
NOP! De hecho “ever since PotO” me fascinan y me dan ganas de tirárselos a alguien encima.
Pero los lazos de cortinas… ese es OTRO cuento, a esos sí les agarré un poco de aversión.
