(The following was written by the giddy ten year old girl I've been temporarily replaced with.)
I finally saw Phantom! So good! I'll give that it was very cheesy and not even terribly well done at times but I SO DIDN'T CARE! I am going to love it and hug it and call it George.
I brought two friends, one of whom really wanted to see it, and one of whom hadn't seen me this hopped up to see a movie in a long time so she humored me, and I was afraid that they might be bored or not like it but A) As previously stated, I didn't care, and B) they really liked it too. So much that one of them wanted to listen to 'Point of No Return' on the way home because it was "So hot." And it was!
The Phantom was fantastically pretty. I was unaccustomed to that, but pleased. They weren't the best singers ever, but they carried it, and I almost didn't mind that they cast 'actors' over 'singers', because one of the coolest things for me was to see the characters' faces and reactions up close thoughout the movie. When you see a show, unless you're lucky enough to be in the first few rows, what you generally see are a bunch of stick figures dancing and singing.
I'm so childishly stoked right now that I'm almost embarrased by my total lack of snark, and I'm sure that it's deserving of some. So it's best I stop now. I promise tommorrow to pick some other movie apart in this one's place.