The Phantom of the Opera.

I was beyond excited last night.
I had the movie, The Phantom of the Opera.
One of my absolute favorite books is a spin off of the play, all about the phantom and his life.
It is a magnificent book.
So, I excepted the movie to be at least decent.
It wasn't.

The actors/actress were wonderful.
The music was beautiful.
The setting, (while at times not even close to what I pictured) was sensational.
But I wasn't happy with the movie.

It was lacking the depth.
It wasn't even close to a fourth of the depth of anything else I have read about this script.

So all the surface beauty of the movie, was diminish.

I am beyond disappointed with it.
So I am pissed.