I spent my Sunday hanging out with friends. I had a cheeseburger for lunch and I washed it down with a bottle of Chianti Rosso…actually, it was Coca Cola, but nevermind…I was ready to sit in the theater and see “The Phantom of the Opera”.

The movie begins with a guy who goes to an auction to buy an old version of iPOD. When a chandelier is also sold, the camera brings you to the Paris Opera House. The theater crew wants to get rid of an Italian soprano,  because they find out she is a “ladyboy”. This posh transvestite gladly quits the job, because Abraham Lincoln takes her/him to a gay bar. Christine is chosen as the new soprano, mostly because she has an outstanding bosom (associated with a tight waist)! This beautiful girl is harassed by a madman, who wears a diaper on his face. This strange outfit is due to a terrible secret that haunts him (read Freud, if you need further information): he’s got an incredibly small penis!! Accidentally, he is also known as the Angel of Music. Christine likes him, in spite of the smelly diaper, but she also likes a good looking ladyboy, who enjoys fencing. Christine doesn’t know what to do, so she visits her father’s grave; the actual purpose of that scene is showing off her boobs. After furious fighting between the two guys (they were not exactly guys…), the Phantom decides to become a monk. The inevitable happy ending…I always cry at endings…

It was a good movie. I’ll watch it again after drinking a bottle of CHIANTI…Coca Cola is not good for me!!