Les Misérables And An Empty Box Of Kleenex - December 28, 2012

Les Misérables And An Empty Box Of KleenexDo you remember a time when your heart was broken?  When it was so broken that you believed it couldn’t be repaired?  The pieces so small, that nothing could be salvaged with the human eye?  The pieces merely specs of tissue and once thriving blood?  Were you ever young and felt like a loss or love unreciprocated would settle into your bloodstream and never make it’s way out, even through a puncture or a gash?  That you would never recover?  No sutures strong enough to put you back together?

 

There are rare times that a musical or movie takes me back to moments where I felt like the wind was knocked out of me, but my breath would never be recaptured.  There are rare times that I’m so consumed by the stage or movie screen that heads, coughs and whispers cease to exist.  A musical that explodes into my soul from the minute the curtains open or the opening credits roll.  I’m surrounded by its sound and story, better than if a Bose, base speaker were installed into my heart like a pacemaker or into my ears like a pumped up hearing aide.

 

Les Misérables echoes my past sentiment, even if only with a fraction of the actors’ pain expressed.  My husband has always been a fan of Les Misérables.  He’s a former musician and he knows every lyric by heart.   In fact, if I asked him to play any song on the piano, I’m sure he’d do his best to play it by ear.  He’s willing.  Maybe P!nk and Kelly Clarkson don’t tug his heart strings, but Les Misérables is forever settled into his soul.  [Spoiler warning]

 

I first saw a production of Les Misérables, when I was backpacking through Europe several years ago and in London.  I was by myself.  I bought a last minute, obstructed-view, cheap ticket to the Royal Albert Hall production and had no idea what to expect.  Jean Valjean consumed me.  I was enraptured by his tenacity and ability to overcome strife and complete suffering in life.  He was reborn because he chose to be.  He took in a child, Cosette, and sheltered her through the years.  She was his redemption from the damned.  I could sympathize with his emotion, but I could never fully understand it.

 

Before I met my husband I identified with Éponine.  She made sacrifices for the one she loved, but never received anything in return.  She was haunted by unrequited love.  Yet, she selflessly gave her life to save the object of her affection from profound sadness.  I was young and foolish.  Thinking that love was only sought and found within romance, so caught up in her grand gesture.

 

Then, I had a child.  I had my Babyface and my definition of love was forever changed.  I learned that love’s magnitude is infinite.

 

My father always jokes when I discuss Les Misérables.  He jokes that Les Misérables makes him miserable.  He has never seen it.  He doesn’t know that the story contains every extreme, passionate aspect of love within its characters and acts, both light and dark.  Romantic Love and Unrequited Love (Cosette, Marius and Éponine), Parental Love (Jean Valjean, Fatine, Cosette, Marius), Loss of Love for Oneself (Fantine), Obsessive Love of Justice (Javert) and Love of Riches (The Thénardier’s).

 

At this stage in my life, I no longer relate to the character of Éponine, but I watch it with pure, maternal eyes.  I shed tears for the unbridled and all-consuming parental love of Jean Valjean and Fantine.

 

If you are a parent, you know that it involves a love that never dies, even if the heart no longer beats.  If you are a parent, you suddenly have a new set of eyes, when looking at your own child or even someone else’s.  You suddenly realize the pure innocence of all youth.  And, you long to keep any youth protected and safe from darkness.

 

For me, Les Misérables is all about protecting youth from pain and strife.  Jean Valjean steals bread to save his nephew from starvation.  Fantine resorts to prostitution to pay off a debt to her daughter, Cosette’s, caretakers.  Jean Valjean takes Cosette in after he unknowingly wrongs Fantine.  He loves her just as if she were his own flesh and blood.  Jean Valjean later saves Marius to ensure his daughter, Cosette’s, happiness.

 

Even though the story is set in another time, it poses the questions: what would you do for the love of a child?  How would you make the impossible possible to save a child?  Would you give your life for the life of your child or another’s?

 

Because of my daughter, I can empathize with all extreme, parental scenarios.  I can shed tears that match those of the suffering characters.  I hold my breath in hopes that they’ll achieve their goals, no matter how many times I watch them carry out their almost hopeless ventures.  I root for them like a best friend would.

 

The movie allowed me dive into the screen with many of the main characters.  Hugh Jackman’s Jean Valjean carried me into the 1800s with his ferocity and near-perfect pitch.  Anne Hathaway’s Fantine gave me chills for the few minutes she graced the screen.  If someone were to look close enough, they could still see the tracks of my tears from her heart-wrenching solo.  Sacha Baron Cohen and Helena Bonham Carter, The Thénardier’s, gave me some time to exhale and laugh out loud.  Samantha Barks’ Éponine made me dive back into first love lost and the shards from a once broken heart that I still carry around with me.

 

The problem: every time I fell into a track and into the screen, walking on cobblestones and feeling soaked by the rain, I was woken by Russell Crowe’s Javert. His voice was decent, but his anger never fully surfaced.  It made me snap out of the world I was carried into and put me right back into my theater seat. Eddie Redmayne’s Marius must have swallowed Kermit because he had a frog in his throat at times.

 

The rest of the characters were good, but not great.   The movie was very good, but I feel these characters kept it from being truly great.  Maybe I am biased, having seen so many theater productions of Les Misérables with better lead selections.

 

The cinematography was perfect.  Mixed with the soundtrack, it rivaled 3D IMAX.  My mind provided the virtual reality.

 

Suddenly, written by the original composers of the musical, was a wonderful addition to the soundtrack.  If you’re a parent, you will shed a tear or two for Jean Valjean’s new love and wonder.

 

I would recommend Tom Hooper’s Les Misérables to anyone who feels true love and passion for a child or children.  Make sure you carry Kleenex with you, though.  I can assure you that you’ll need it.  I can assure you that each piece will be soaked by some part of the movie.  You may even rush home to purchase the soundtrack and set it on repeat for the rest of the night or even the week.

 

  1. I can’t wait to watch it….I would have loved to backpack through Europe …
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    Comment by chewylicious — December 29, 2012 @ 7:45 am
  2. I enjoyed your write-up! I have only seen Les Mis on stage once (Broadway) and that was enough to make it a favorite. I won’t go into the long version of my thoughts about the film. It had its amazing parts (Anne Hathaway, Samantha Barks (wow she was amazing) and its not so amazing parts (the liberties they took with the plot line towards the end) but it transported me back to the emotions I felt in that Broadway seat and that was enough to make me a believer and fan!
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    Comment by Paula Kiger — December 30, 2012 @ 6:18 am
  3. I just saw the movie today. I had never seen the musical, but I had read the novel, seen the movie, and knew the lyrics by heart already. I have to agree with you…it was almost everything I wanted it to be. I knew going into it that Amanda Seyfried would not blow me away as Cosette. I was thoroughly impressed with Hathaway’s voice and acting. The musical score was phenomenal. Samantha Barks (who? loved her in this though!) was resonating. Hugh Jackman’s acting never ceases to amaze me. And Crowe was missing something.
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    Comment by Quirky Chrissy — January 1, 2013 @ 6:50 pm
  4. @chewylicious Backpacking in Europe is one of the greatest things I ever did. You should go on an adventure with your hubs and see where you wind up!

    Comment by Mommy Unmuted — January 2, 2013 @ 9:48 am
  5. @biggreenpen Yes, Samantha Barks was amazing. You should watch the 25th Anniversary of Les Mis. They replay it on PBS a lot and possibly even BBC America. She’s in it. She is one of the Broadway cast that they invited to the big screen. Love her too! :)

    Comment by Mommy Unmuted — January 2, 2013 @ 9:51 am
  6. @quirkychrissy It sounds like you agree with my assessment of the actors. It seems to be the general consensus. If you ever get a chance to see a Broadway tour of Les Mis, then you should definitely go. I’d be interested to hear your thoughts, after seeing the movie.

    Comment by Mommy Unmuted — January 2, 2013 @ 9:54 am
  7. I loved your perspective on this movie. I just saw it a few days ago and am still waking up with the songs in my head in the middle of the night…
    I had it memorized as a teenager, and my perspective on the story has changed completely since then due to motherhood- I hadn’t actually thought about it that way until you put it into words. Beautiful.
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    Comment by Stephanie @ Mommy, for real. — January 2, 2013 @ 1:56 pm

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