For me, reading novel is traveling with author. With Leroux it was wandering, in the beginning I didn't know where characters came from, I could only imagine. When the book ended I still had a plenty of room for my own thoughts, as there was really no description of what was happened later. With Kay... it felt a little bit like stalking. Even if point of view was switching from one person to another, Erik was still in the center. I know, it's his story, but he didn't had secrets. It didn't fit Phantom, he should be mysterious. I felt like following his every step from birth to death. I've used bad word before - he wasn't Phantom, he was Erik. For me it should be like in Giovanni's tale - he came from darkness, in darkness he left. Nothing more, nothing less. The ending was like 'the play is done, the curtain's down' and, as the song I'm quoting - 'Dead Gardens' by Nightwish - follows 'All the tales are told, all the orchids gone'. Christine died, Erik died, Charles was too perfect, Raoul's time would also come soon - all orchids are dead, and what I care now about except those 'dead gardens'. There was nobody to follow later, to think his, or hers, history in my own imagination. It didn't live in me after I closed the book. It could be finished when Raoul and Christine left - it would still have many ways to end for reader. It could be finished even after Erik's death... but the last part was too much. Story was dragged, it didn't had any purpose then. Ended with Erik's death - it would suit whole thing. But miss Kay chose to finish it, not end. Bad idea, I think. Only movie with the 'from cradle to coffin' plot which I liked was 'Amadeus'. There were no books of that kind I remember I enjoyed after it's ending. It's a hard thing to do and I think that here it didn't work.
Uh, sorry, it's long and strange, but I don't know how to write what I wan't to tell.