Oh yes, 'Phan' does mean all the people who like POTO -- I was just being sarcastic (i.e. 'you don't love Erik? How dare you call yourself a true fan of the show?')
Though in fact 'Phan' isn't a term I actually adopt for myself, partly because it sounds a bit silly (trying too hard to be clever) and partly because I'm not really a joiner of societies; I'm never in the 'in-group' for anything and I'm actually deterred from activities that are too popular. So if you had a group of Phans in costume and facepaint hanging around outside a theatre, I'd be the smartly-dressed one standing on the other side of the road and trying to pretend I was nothing to do with them :-)
You speak very eloquently and winningly of Gerik! :-D In that scenario, I think his problem is that Christine bridges the gap between the two worlds for him: she takes on an existence in his own empire of the imagination, and in a sense she is his creation too... but unfortunately she has a prosaic real-life existence of sunlight and cheap furs, and violets and biscuits in the afternoon. She is, when all is said and done, only a very ordinary girl of flesh and blood, and her imagination seems to be of the receptive rather than the creative variety. She believes in tales of the spiritual and supernatural, but she doesn't make up stories herself; she sings, but she doesn't compose music.
In that respect she fits better with Leroux-Erik, whose ultimate desire is simply to be normal and live a domestic, suburban existence...
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Though in fact 'Phan' isn't a term I actually adopt for myself, partly because it sounds a bit silly (trying too hard to be clever) and partly because I'm not really a joiner of societies; I'm never in the 'in-group' for anything and I'm actually deterred from activities that are too popular. So if you had a group of Phans in costume and facepaint hanging around outside a theatre, I'd be the smartly-dressed one standing on the other side of the road and trying to pretend I was nothing to do with them :-)
You speak very eloquently and winningly of Gerik! :-D
In that scenario, I think his problem is that Christine bridges the gap between the two worlds for him: she takes on an existence in his own empire of the imagination, and in a sense she is his creation too... but unfortunately she has a prosaic real-life existence of sunlight and cheap furs, and violets and biscuits in the afternoon. She is, when all is said and done, only a very ordinary girl of flesh and blood, and her imagination seems to be of the receptive rather than the creative variety. She believes in tales of the spiritual and supernatural, but she doesn't make up stories herself; she sings, but she doesn't compose music.
In that respect she fits better with Leroux-Erik, whose ultimate desire is simply to be normal and live a domestic, suburban existence...