Years in the Making: My Journey Through The Phantom of the Opera by Gaston Leroux

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It took me over three decades to finish reading The Phantom of the Opera by Gaston Leroux, and honestly, it feels like an accomplishment worth celebrating. For years, I struggled to disconnect my familiarity with Andrew Lloyd Webber’s musical version—which you guys know I adore—from the original book. The characters, the songs and the drama of the stage production are so deeply ingrained that trying to dive into Leroux's story felt like stepping into unfamiliar, murky waters. But in 2024, after starting (and stopping) as far back as in 1992 when I was just 16, I finally turned the last page.

To say I was left conflicted would be an understatement. Is this a love story? A horror story? A mystery? After finishing, I’m still not entirely sure—and that ambiguity is part of what makes it so intriguing. Leroux’s novel doesn’t fit neatly into one genre, instead weaving elements of romance, gothic horror and suspense into an atmospheric tale that feels unlike anything else.

If you’re familiar with the Lloyd Webber musical, you’ll recognize many of the central characters and plot points: the mysterious Phantom (Erik), the young soprano Christine Daaé and the dashing Raoul. But Leroux’s Phantom is far more complex—and far darker—than the romanticized antihero of the musical. His obsession with Christine veers into sinister territory and the gothic horror elements of the novel amplify the sense of dread surrounding his actions.

One thing that struck me was how much more detail and backstory Leroux provides. The Opera House itself feels like a character—its hidden passages, underground lake and haunting presence create a vivid setting that’s rich with mystery. There’s a deeper exploration of the Phantom’s past and his genius as an architect and musician, which adds layers to his character while still leaving plenty of questions unanswered. While Lloyd Webber’s musical streamlines the story for dramatic effect, Leroux’s novel gives you the full picture, including the grittier, more unsettling aspects that don’t always make it to the stage.

At the same time, there are elements of Leroux’s novel that I couldn’t help wishing were incorporated into the musical. Certain details—like the exploration of Erik’s inventive traps and the intense rivalry between him and Raoul—could have added even more tension and complexity to the stage production. But I understand why they weren’t—it would’ve made an already elaborate musical even more complicated and long.

Reading the book also deepened my appreciation for the musical. While Leroux’s story is rooted in darker themes, Lloyd Webber’s adaptation captures the essence of the Phantom’s longing and Christine’s confusion in a way that feels timeless. It’s fascinating to see how the same story can evolve through different mediums, each with its own focus and interpretation.

Looking back, I’m glad I finally gave Leroux’s novel the chance it deserved. It challenged my preconceptions and left me grappling with its layers, which I’d say is the mark of a truly impactful read. Was it worth the decades-long wait? Absolutely. I have owned the Harper Collins mass market with the musical tie in cover for years, since I worked at Borders Books in the 1990's and held onto it for all these years because I hold onto anything related to The Phantom of the Opera because that's my thing.

Have you read The Phantom of the Opera or seen its musical adaptation? How do you feel about the differences between the two—and which version resonates more with you? I’d love to hear your thoughts in the comments. Let’s swap stories about our experiences with this gothic classic and dive into the mysteries of the Phantom together. And if this post gave you a new perspective or rekindled your love for Leroux’s tale, consider supporting the blog. Every contribution helps keep these reviews coming and fuels more literary deep dives. No pressure—your presence and insights mean the world to me. Here’s to stories that keep us wondering, dreaming, and maybe just a little haunted.


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