PHANTOM OF THE PARADISE (1974)

I’m a “De Pologist”. I make no bones about it. To me, director Brian De Palma has made some of the most thrilling and artistic bits of pulp filmmaking that have ever graced the silver screen. And out of all of the batshit insane ideas he’s ever helmed, his 1974 acid rock opera is the most deliriously entertaining.
Phantom of the Paradise was De Palma’s fourth major film; following two bits of forgettable drivel (Hi Mom (1970) and Get to Know Your Rabbit (1972)), the ingenious Margot Kidder, Siamese Twin mindfuck Sisters (1973) established him as one of the most sought after up and coming directors in the business. But when the studios weren’t sure what to make of De Palma’s strange screenplay, he started shopping the idea to record companies. Finally, he was able to bankroll the film after an A&M executive introduced him to Paul Williams who was, at the time, an A-List composer with hits like The Carpenters’ “We’ve Only Just Begun” on his resume.
Originally, De Palma wanted Williams to write all of the music for Phantom, but after getting to know the artist, De Palma thought that the composer should take on the part of nerdy songwriter Winslow Leach. At first, Williams agreed, but then he decided that he could not be menacing enough when Winslow becomes The Phantom and instead agreed to play Swan, the nefarious, almost all-powerful record producer.
Williams’ portrayal of the midget looking, floppy haired, large tinted glasses wearing Phil Spector clone (in fact, in early drafts, Swan’s name was “Specter”), is the scene stealing performance of the film. And when Phil Spector’s representatives got a hold of De Palma’s screenplay, they demanded he change nearly all traits of the character so as to not resemble their client at all. But De Palma kept the character the same in all but name. But Phil Spector wasn’t the only influential musician that demanded changes be made to the film.
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