Zach a.m.’s review published on Letterboxd:
The Daft Punk origins are creepier than I imagined.
I always saw the Phantom on the poster as a fish/bug monster (in a rubber suit) which put me off, but boy, I am glad to be wrong. One of those movies you watch so late that merely "discovering" it makes it even more special because it's such a joy and breeze of a movie. It just flies by with a freeing momentum, the story is always moving forward, which for a horror movie is ideal. But this is also a musical -- a Brian De Palma musical. And it's sex. The whole thing is wild. The climax is the reason musicals were invented.