The first time we saw Phantom of the Opera I was clobbered by the last scene and its display of the pain of being unloved all your life. I had to keep my head down as we walked out to keep from being embarrassed. I kept thinking about a world full of unloved Phantom's who only know how to hurt people.
We saw it again last night at the Belk. Brenda asked how I was doing as we left. "The usual." This time my boo-hooing began with the Phantom's reaction to Christine's kiss; it's obviously something he's never experienced. It staggers him and he releases Christine and Raoul.
Even in the secular arts, the divine heart of the Gospel's effect on people is revealed. When your need for love and acceptance and approval is met, you can stop grasping desperately for it.
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