Tuesday, 14 October 2008

"The Pha-antom of the Literature Room is there..."

Apologies! This was, in fact, the title of a vague idea that came to me a while ago. Only ... it appears I forgot to actually write anything - a lamentable mistake when I'm supposed to be a coherent university student who doesn't make mistakes like forgetting to write anything. It comes of sleepless writers block.
But anway! To begin...
Amongst my many past sins, one of them is... Phandom. Yes. It's true. The now satirical sneerer at all things Andrew Lloyd Webber was once a rabid phan (and still has slight moments of regrettable costume envy). Now, I have no problem with the book - Leroux an excellent writer, and I love his detective stories like the Mystery of the Yellow Room, and The Perfume of the Lady in Black.In my view, they are perhaps better than Phantom, which, let's face it, is really a one-off pulp hit. But I was young - my 'salad days, when I was green in judgement and slightly in love with Gerard Butler'. Mercifully, after lengthy sittings of watching better things, I gave up Phantom for good.
But a chance conversation with an still fervent phanatic brought something to my attention. Why does music and science get all the masked evil geniuses? The hideous creations, the gothic fantasies? Why do no crazed Literature professors lurk in high towers at university and command hunchbacks to open mouldy caskets of old dissertations? Why are there no caverns where masked antiheroes declaim poetry, possibly to something a little like 'the Music of the Iambic Pentameter?' And why are there no outcast monsters made up of old pages of dead quotations howling vengeance on humanity?
Alas, Mary Shelley neglected literature most sadly when she chose science instead of books....

1 comment:

Mercury Gray said...

Is he inside your mind? Are you going to sing a strange duet? Is his power over you growing stronger yet?

Not one of my favorite musicals, but it's all right.

...wow, you're six hours ahead of us... that means it's...four, your time. What are you doing up at four in the morning?