The Phantom of The Opera (1925 Film) - Cast

Cast

  • Lon Chaney as Erik, The Phantom
  • Mary Philbin as Christine Daaé
  • Norman Kerry as Vicomte Raoul de Chagny
  • Arthur Edmund Carewe as Ledoux
  • Gibson Gowland as Simon Buquet
  • John St. Polis as Comte Philippe de Chagny
  • Snitz Edwards as Florine Papillon
  • Mary Fabian as Carlotta (1930 redux)
  • Virginia Pearson as Carlotta/Carlotta's mother (1930 redux)
Uncredited
  • Bernard Siegel as Joseph Buquet
  • Edward Martindel as Comte Phillipe de Chagny (1930 redux)
  • Joseph Belmont as a stage manager
  • Alexander Bevani as Méphistophélès
  • Edward Cecil as Faust
  • Ruth Clifford as ballerina
  • Roy Coulson as the Jester
  • George Davis as The guard outside Christine's door
  • Madame Fiorenza as Madame Giry, keeper of the box
  • Cesare Gravina as a retiring manager
  • Bruce Covington as Monsieur Moncharmin
  • William Humphrey as Monsieur Debienne
  • George B Williams as Monsieur Ricard
  • Carla Laemmle as Prima Ballerina
  • Grace Marvin as Martha
  • John Miljan as Valéntin
  • Rolfe Sedan as an undetermined role
  • William Tracy as the Ratcatcher, the messenger from the shadows
  • Anton Vaverka as Prompter
Deleted scenes
  • Olive Ann Alcorn as La Sorelli
  • Chester Conklin as Orderly
  • Ward Crane as Count Ruboff
  • Vola Vale as Christine's maid
  • Edith Yorke as Mama Valerius

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