Those who have seen your face draw back in fear

This weekend I saw the Phantom of the Opera. To be honest I had only a vague knowledge of the storyline but was pleasantly surprised. The music was pretty darn good(so there, Sue), the idea was grand and half way through the movie I found myself totally rooting for the Phantom.
Maybe because I've always liked the underdog. Maybe it was because the "hero" was a wussy boy. Maybe it was because the Phantom cried alot.
Real men cry.