Les Miserables

This post will be slightly longer than usual, so if you’re not in the mood to read my humble, PMS-infused reflections on the epic, the tragic, the one-and-only Les Miserables, feel free to skim. But I'll have you know, this movie has been on my mind constantly for the past three days…

 So I recently saw Les Mis on opening day, on Christmas, and without a doubt it was the most profound and moving experience I’ve ever had with a movie. In fact, I don’t even think it’s right to classify something like this as a movie. As expected, I was reduced to tears several times during the movie. And not sloppy, mushy, typical tears, but very special tears, or at least I like to think so.

            It wasn’t only sadness I felt, however. Les Mis brought up so many raw emotions: Love. Redemption. Camaraderie. Revolutionary spirit. A real emotional roller coaster, but not at all in a bad way, in a way that you love for the thrill. I felt like I was living life to the fullest while I watched this movie, albeit vicariously through various actors and actresses that pranced around on the screen of my local Regal theater. It's okay though, because the acting was superb all around, so believable, authentic, and unvarnished. For a production of such magnitude, these actors and actresses managed to whittle it down to its most simple and important elements but in a most subtle and complex way. 

 In a nutshell, this tragic tale of inherently good people placed in the worst of situations will inspire, astound, and break your heart. Note: watch with your fellow girlfriends, preferably those who appreciate a good, dramatic musical. This movie will also, unfailingly, bestow you with a newfound obsession over Eddie Redmayne. Whatta guy. 

Have you seen Les Mis yet? Thoughts, comments, criticisms?

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