I’ve now watched Les Mis four times. Three times in the theater (once was a sing-along, hey-o!) and once at home on my very own blu ray that I will get to watch over and over forever and ever.
Not that I’m excited or anything.
I’ve been looking forward to this movie for seventeen years. Yes. Since I was thirteen and first discovered the musical and wished that it was a movie, that’s how long I’ve been looking forward to this movie. And, yes, I know they made the Claire Danes one, but that one didn’t have the music. And the music is what makes this movie.
And I love it.
It’s seriously everything I ever wanted it to be.
And, back when I was writing Fantasy Casting, and they announced that they were going to make this movie-musical, I picked Hugh Jackman to play Valjean.
And I was right.
I should have retired from blogging right then and there.
Lucky for you all, I didn’t, though, and I’m still here.
What was I talking about? Oh. Yes. Hugh Jackman.
Here’s what I love about this movie:
– It’s the quintessential Christian dilemma: How do justice and mercy coexist? Where does one yield to the other? Both are eternal principles of the gospel, yet neither can exist where the other does.
– Hugh Jackman. He nailed this. Except for “Bring Him Home,” but that’s really not fair, because it’s outside the range of the rest of the part and that song is just basically setting every actor up for failure. (Yes, I think this applies to the great Colm Wilkinson, whom I didn’t love anyway)
– Anne Hathaway. I love her performance. I love her hair. I love that she has deliberately avoided talking about her weight-loss methods because she doesn’t want to glamorize the near-death-skinniness she achieved for her work.
– Eddie Redmayne. Who knew?
– Aaron Tveit. He deserves parades in his honor.
– SBC and HBC. I love that he’s the only one who put on an accent for this and that it is completely absurd. I love that she plays Mme. Thenardier differently than anyone else has before (at least that I’ve seen, in the two concerts, four live performances, a movie, and OH YES, the original novel).
– The stark juxtaposition of “One Day More” against the silence preceding “Do You Hear the People Sing.” The organic way the latter began and built. So much more powerful than the play (this is where the intermission goes, so the power of “One Day More” gets swallowed up in bathroom breaks and dessert-purchasing)
– Fantine slapping the foreman. It felt so organic. (Yes, I know that’s the second time I’ve used that word, but it’s apropos both times, I promise).
– The discreet, yet raw and real, way they handled prostitution.
– The students. So much more lively and authentic than the play usually sets them up.
– Gavroche. I know, he’s supposed to be a lot older, but I loved this kid. He was so sweet and so adorable and just so stinking talented.
– The nods to the fans. I.E. – Enjolras’ death scene, the original Eponine playing a whore, Colm Wilkinson, etc. So many fun little Easter Eggs, and it shows they cared so much about the fan base.
Tell me what you loved about this movie!!!