The Phantom of the Opera (1989) Movie Review
Here we find our heroine Christine (old horror regular Jill Schoelen) playing a modern opera singer who's mysteriously whisked back in time to Victorian London, where the usual Phantom goings-on ensue. Grisly murders ensue, all courtesy of the disfigured man in the basement (Robert Englund, natch), with one specific twist: He doesn't just wear a pretty mask, he uses his victim's skin to make new faces.
It's gruesome and a little disturbing to see Englund sewing himself back together, but that's the extent of the fun of this Phantom. From its tired and unnecessary setup to its laughable finally, this is one remake the world is probably better off without.