On the Discworld the impossible is an everyday reality, a persistence of the unnatural in the face of sheer common sense..and within the Ankh-Morpork Opera House the magic of the Discworld exists in a little cosmos of it’s own...anything could happen here...and clearly it does - cats turn into humans, roses bloom in darkness, girls with good hair (and a lovely personality, of course) sing in harmony with themselves and lurking in every corner is the Opera Ghost...this is a masterful satirizing both of Gaston Leroux’s The Phantom of the Opera as well as the Webber musical of it...it isn’t a mere spoof though...in the end it is also a tale of finding oneself and the unmasking of identities...and it is also a thrilling whodunnit solved with typical Lancre flair by Granny Weatherwax and Nanny Ogg - possibly Terry Pratchett’s funniest, bravest most heartbreaking Discworld people ...what more reason could one possibly need to read the book? Buy it!!!!