For the most part, Courtney and I are very much alike. We typically like to do the same things, we both enjoy a nice quiet evening reading by ourselves, we love walks and nature, and so on. But there is one thing for which there is just no recourse: Phantom of the Opera.
See, Courtney likes the London cast for PotO. I, personally, think Sarah Brightman (and virtually all the other female voices in the London cast) sounds like she’s being strangled. Courtney really likes the voice of the phantom, played by Michael Crawford. Me? I can’t get pictures of Condorman out of my mind. And when you compare Michael Crawford against the modern Gerard Butler, you might as well put Dick Van Dyke in the ring against Stallone. Butler looks like the Phantom. Butler looks like he could kill people. Butler is downright believable and wonderfully impressive. Crawford, as much as I actually do like him, looks like he got lost in a costume shop, and when he does his maniacal laugh, he loses all credibility as the bad guy. At least I think he does.
And I recognize that I’m in the minority. Most people I ask would pick the London cast over the recent film cast, and that’s fine. Like I always tell them, it’s not necessarily a bad thing to be wrong. 🙂
I think, for me, the thing is that I don’t care much for classical voices. Like Victorian literature, classical voices grate on me in a way I really can’t describe. I much prefer the smoothness of the modern cast, the ability to understand what they are saying, the lack of chirpy nasalness.
So what do we do? Well, for Mother’s Day, I finally did buy Courtney the London cast of PotO that she’s been asking for for, literally, years. At the same time, I elicited a promise that she’d in turn buy me the modern film soundtrack for Father’s Day.
And never the twain shall meet.
Oh, and to be completely fair, we both like the film.