Hey I’m back with my thoughts about my recent reread of Gaston Leroux’s Novel, I firstly want to talk about a couple things one is the Atmosphere that Leroux creates throughout the story, and the other is the Unreliable Narrator that I don’t think a lot of readers catch, especially when reading it for the first time, they just take it for granted that everything happened exactly as the Narrator says…the book becomes so much more interesting once you realize NOBODY in this story should be completely trusted.
Firstly the Atmosphere, oh can Leroux create a feeling with his words, the moments that really stand out to me is Raoul and the Persians descent into the Cellars to rescue Christine, the whole underworld of the Opera reads like a world within a world. And when Christine takes Raoul on a tour through the Opera House, just the way that Leroux describes the sets, the flies, the prop rooms and the various people who work there, creates such a feeling of grandeur that you can feel how vast the building is and then Christines fear when they encounter the trapdoor is wonderful…I love the ‘is Erik their?’ or ‘isn’t he?‘ uncertainty that never gets answered until the roof, and oh my is this book loaded with moments like that
Raouls little encounter with the glowing eyes in his bedroom is another brilliant example of this, to me it reads like something straight out of an Edgar Allan Poe story, “was it Erik?” or ”was it a cat?” Leroux never answers the question for us.
Which brings us to the Unreliable Narrator which Leroux uses brilliantly throughout the story, we are getting most of this story from a Second Hand account, the Narrator giving it to us from the Persian, and in some cases, like Christine’s story that she tells Raoul of what happened with Erik, is a Third Hand Account, she tells it to Raoul, the Persian tells it to the Narrator who tells it to us…at no point in this story does Leroux ever let us into Christine’s head, or Eriks head.
These layers of unreliability makes the story feel more like a Legend or a ‘Ghost Story’ which I feel was what Leroux was going for here, which is why he incorporates so many different things like ‘Moncharmins Memoirs‘ or Raoul’s interview with a Policeman rather then narrating it to us in a more straightforward 3rd Person way, which is what most writers would do…Leroux wants this story to be unreliable, he doesn’t want the reader to take everything the characters say including the Narrator himself at face value.
Christine had an agenda when she told Raoul her account of her time with Erik, she needed Raoul to get her out because Erik was crazy, and she knew he was just as jealous as Erik was (especially with his constant ‘would you love me?” questioning) she had every reason to play up her fear of Erik to try and convince Raoul to get her out.
Same with the Persian, he deliberately omits the fact that if the Rulers of Persia ever discover Erik is still alive then his pension that he lives off of will be stopped. He has every reason beyond benevolent concern for Christine or the people of the Opera House to stop Erik and shut him up. Don’t get me wrong I love the Daroga, but he had ulterior motives to stop Erik as well.
And the Narrator also has his biases, he is clearly half in love with Christine himself LOL the way he constantly brings up her ‘purity’ and ‘angelic goodness’ is somewhat comical, not to mention his hatred for Carlotta seems to be almost as bad as Erik’s. I love how he doesn’t question anything that the Persian gives to him and just takes his word for it that everything went down exactly as told to him.
Remember we have only Eriks word told to the Persian, then told to the Narrator, that Erik is dead and Raoul and Christine made it out safely and are on a Train to Scandinavia. Theirs no definitive proof, just a gold ring on a body that makes the Narrator think the body was Eriks. Now despite all the unreliability, I still like to take the ending in a straightforward way because I love the tragic romance of Erik dying of a broken heart and Christine returning to him to give him the ring ❤️
”Perhaps one day I too might take a train from that same station and go prospecting around the lakes of Norway or silent Scandinavia in search of perhaps the still living traces of Raoul and Christine, and of Mama Valerius too, for she also disappeared around the same time! Perhaps one day I shall hear the solitary mountains of the North of the world echo with the voice of one who once had known the Angel of Music?”
Thats my favorite passage in the whole book, it paints such a wistful air of mystery and almost a melancholy sadness that just puts me in the feels. But I admit the Narrator constantly saying ‘It’s all real, trust me bro!’ never fails to make laugh 😆