“Phantom of the Paradise” is Brian De Palma’s outrageous blend of horror, comedy and rock opera very loosely based on Gaston Leroux’s immortal novel “Phantom of the Opera”. I know it is hard to think of a musical horror movie without thinking about “The Rocky Horror Picture Show”, but De Palma strikes first with this more horror-oriented (although still hysterically funny) satire on the music industry of the 70s.
Swan (Paul Williams) is a powerful and legendary music producer who is making preparations for his greatest triumph in music business: The Paradise, a monster auditorium that will serve him as palace. To inaugurate his palace, he is looking for the perfect sound and he fins it in the music of Winslow Leach (William Finley), a young composer who dreams with presenting his “Faust” cantata to the world. Swan steals Leach’s work and in an accident, deforms his face turning Leach into The Phantom. Now, as the masked monster, the Phantom will try to stop Swan’s plans by sabotaging the Paradise.
The movie is a visually and musically impressive rock opera with a healthy dose of horror and tongue-in-cheek humor. Brian De Palma cleverly conjures the basic outline of Leroux’s novel and add elements of his other influences making the movie a subtle yet moving tribute to the books/movies/music he loves. The modernization and the change from opera to rock work surprisingly good and despite of being a bit outdated by now, the music (by Paul Williams) still makes one of the best soundtracks in a horror film.
De Palma continues improving his technique in this film and like in the previous “Sisters”, his style shows maturity and a definitive trademark. Often labeled as a Hitchcock-imitator, I believe that De Palma simply likes to pay constant tribute to his influences, and this film serves a proof of that. Elements of Welles, Hitchcock, Murneau, Whale and Wienne are all over the picture, yet “Phantom of the Paradise” is like none of the works of those directors.
Paul Williams not only composed the soundtrack, he also stars as Swan, the dark and evil genius that leads Death Records and ultimately uses Leach’s music for his own purposes. His performance is superb and while not physically imposing he is truly one of the best villains I’ve ever seen. Finley’s take on the Phantom is, like most of the modern interpretations of the character, a romantic tragic figure; but Finley recovers some of the original horror characteristics of the novel creating an attractive but still menacing monster.
Jessica Harper, who would achieve fame in Dario Argento’s “Suspiria”, gives a good performance as Phoenix, the young singer that captures both Swan and Leach’s attention. Like she would do in “Suspiria”, she adds depth to the role of the naive singer who wants nothing but to triumph. Something remarkable is the fact that she sang all her songs and did it with credibility and talent. Last but not least, Gerrit Graham portrays a Bowie-inspired Glam rock diva in the unforgettable role of rock superstar Beef.
Sadly, not everything is perfect in Paradise, and neither is in this movie. The odd mixture of musical and horror works very good but at times the movie gets a bit too serious to pass as a musical or too silly to pass as a horror film. It’s not a surprise that “The Rocky Horror Picture Show” gained more recognition as it keeps both genres perfectly in equilibrium in all its flamboyant runtime. Still, this is a minor flaw that keeps the movie away from perfection.
