When I saw Les Mis the first time, it was at a friend's house and it was awful. Okay, awful is a bit excessive. It wasn't good. There was no acting. There was no movement. It was people standing in a line on a stage singing. I followed the plot line for probably about an hour, before deciding I didn't really understand what was going on any more and completely zoning out.
When I heard that it was being turned into a movie, I was naturally extremely skeptical. The music was of course, fantastic in the version I had seen, but was great music really a sole reason to go see a movie?
In the end, I decided it was.
I ended up going with my mom and explaining the basic plot to her, since for the first hour of the version I saw, I was paying attention pretty well.
So, we got to the theater, and settled in our seats.
Oh, and just by the way, Movies at Carmike 12- Cartersville is like the coldest place in Georgia. That place was insanely cold.
But, I'm getting sidetracked.
So, the movie starts with this gripping scene with the soldiers right? And everybody's singing "Sweet Jesus doesn't care..." and I can already start to feel the tears prickle the back of my eyelids. But I held it together, right?
For like seven more minutes.
When the priest guy bestowed grace and mercy upon Jean Valjean, I just sort of lost it.
And my mother turns to me and says, "Are you crying?"
Yes, dear readers. I was crying.
I don't know how many of you know this about me, but when it comes to emotions, I take after to my dad. My dad is a crier. My mom, while she will still cry, is less of a crier than my dad.
I am more of a crier than my dad.
I cry at the commercials for Finding Nemo. I kid you not.
So, naturally this movie was horrible for my crying problems.
First time in my life I've been glad I accidentally put on waterproof mascara (dang, that crud is hard to get off... ya know... since you can't use water...)
Anyhow, there were like three times I sobbed so hard I was literally shaking.
1- When Eponine was watching the whole interaction with Marius and Cosette at the fence/ her singing in the rain.
It really is true the saying, "There's nothing worse than watching the person you love love someone else."
2- When the little boy dies. I knew he was going to die, and so I had braced myself for it. And I had told myself not to cry. And I didn't. Until his brother broke through the barricade to get to his body. Eessh.
3- The ending/finale. That was so spectacularly done, and so beautiful.
I'm not sure who was more miserable: the people in the movie, or me, sitting in a dark theater, freezing and sobbing/shaking.
But it was a good kind of miserable. IT WAS AMAZING. I sat there in my miserable-ness, and was miserable and LOVED IT.
I'll be back.
I'll be back.
"Will you join in our crusade?
Who will be strong and stand with me?
Somewhere beyond the barricade
Is there a world you long to see?
Do you hear the people sing
Say, do you hear the distant drums?
It is the future that they bring
When tomorrow comes!" ~Epilogue/Finale Song
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