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It's not just Joss...
Reading through the Sunday Times Culture magazine, I came across this review of Lloyd Webber's 'Love Never Dies' - his new sequel to The Phantom of the Opera... A few choice snippets for those of my flist who're feeling down:
The Phantom of the Opera is the biggest entertainment phenomenon in history [...] Now comes the non-awaited, sorry, long-awaited sequel, Love Never Dies, and its legions of passionate "phans" are incensed, seeing this as a cynical add-on to a timeless masterpiece.
[...]
Yes Christine really did love the Phantom, and Raoul turned out to be a cad. [cue examples] None of this villainy was remotely hinted at in Phantom. It's one of the many excruciating ways in which the original characters have had to be deformed to fit this childish and cheesy melodrama. (Babybelodrama, possibly.)
[...]
It's not only that this is implausible. The original Phantom, after all, featured a deformed genius who lived on a secret candlelit lake under the Paris Opera House, which hardly suggested the stern realism of Emile Zola. The trouble is, you have two completely different stories, ineptly yoked together and still audibly kicking and screaming in the traces.
Apparently it's been dubbed 'Paint Never Dries' by disgruntled fans. *g* At least we've only got badly drawn comic books to deal with, not some big screen abomination.
The Phantom of the Opera is the biggest entertainment phenomenon in history [...] Now comes the non-awaited, sorry, long-awaited sequel, Love Never Dies, and its legions of passionate "phans" are incensed, seeing this as a cynical add-on to a timeless masterpiece.
[...]
Yes Christine really did love the Phantom, and Raoul turned out to be a cad. [cue examples] None of this villainy was remotely hinted at in Phantom. It's one of the many excruciating ways in which the original characters have had to be deformed to fit this childish and cheesy melodrama. (Babybelodrama, possibly.)
[...]
It's not only that this is implausible. The original Phantom, after all, featured a deformed genius who lived on a secret candlelit lake under the Paris Opera House, which hardly suggested the stern realism of Emile Zola. The trouble is, you have two completely different stories, ineptly yoked together and still audibly kicking and screaming in the traces.
Apparently it's been dubbed 'Paint Never Dries' by disgruntled fans. *g* At least we've only got badly drawn comic books to deal with, not some big screen abomination.