This movie is the phantom taken to its most psychotic level. The always creepy Robert Englund plays the title roll here, ans man he is scary! No mask in this one, instead he has pieces of skin sewn all over the deformity of his face. His performance was campy in some ways, but overall genuinely disturbing. His face when it is revealed, is one of the most hideous, sticky and disgusting things I have ever seen. The movie pretty much sticks to the premise in the Gaston Leroux novel, but is very condensed and way more demonic and violent. Basically, the phantom sold his soul to the devil for his music to be loved forever. He is by all accounts immortal. Christine sees the story as her past life after a prop falls on her head during an audition. The Phantom becomes sickly obsessed with Christine and murders people in her name , skinning them alive and ripping their heads off. Christine can see that he is insane and totally off his rocker. She has no romantic feelings towards him at all, only terror. The phantom gets it on with a prostitute in this one, telling her " your name tonight is Christine" Yeah baby! The film is atmospheric, the story is kind of thin and weak, but first and foremost this is a horror film and does not try to be anything less. In summery, if you want to see an absolutely
bats-crazy phantom with a perverted glee and a raving blood lust with a sick sexual obsession for a pretty but rather one dimensional girl, than this is the movie for you! Bloody good entertainment!