I walked into Les Miserables with huge expectations–GINORMOUS! This was going to be epic! The movie theater was packed (I didn’t get there early because it takes 30 minutes to get to a movie theater when I visit my in-laws in Idaho). I ended up sitting by myself on the second row between a chatty girl and a teenager in a high school swim jacket. No problem. This didn’t matter. This movie was going to leave me in tears and have me demanding for more. (so I thought)
As you can see….my first mistake was walking in with such high expectation. I sat through the whole 157 minutes at times incredible captivated and other times disappionted. Mr. Hooper, I know it’s cool that you shot the movie with live singing but does that mean you have to sacrific the
atrics? Do we have to watch each songs zoomed in on the characters nose? It’s a movie! Maybe have them pace around, gesture towards a sleeping dog, DO SOMETHING! If I wanted to listen to each song while zoomed in on the character I could have called PBS.
Now a few words for Mr. Hugh Jackman! You make a wonderful Wolverine–quite perfect actually. You were made to be that X-Man. Do you make a perfect Jean Valjean?
You were working it through this movie. I was proud to see you Valjean it so well. And then you sang Bring Him Home. It was nothing short of a movie crime. You should be thrown in movie prison for disgracing such an awesome song. I think you sang the whole thing through your nose. Maybe it isn’t Hugh’s fault. I should be upset at Alfie Boe for singing this song so perfect that it can never be sung again. Curse you Alfie, for having such perfect pipes.
Hugh, I still love ya, bro. *first bump*
What about Anne Hathaway? She is so lovely featured in today’s caricature above with her new Les-Mis-look. I first met Sister Hathaway in everyone’s favorite Mormon movie, The Other Side of Heaven. Since then she’s mostly made movies my bishop says I can’t watch. But in Les Mis she is down right remarkable. She has quite the voice I never knew about. She is worth seeing this movie a dozen times.
Even though I don’t consider this a perfect movie–I’m still going to see it again. Maybe 7 or 8 times after that (on DVD, of course). Go see it. Just don’t walk in there with “epic expectations”, like I did.
If you were to ask the high school kid in the swim jacket I sat next to. He loved it. He was a blubbering mess at the end. I wanted to slap him.