“Les Miserables”
9.5 / 10
There will be those that will say that this film is thick with over dramatized, sentimental, artsy pretentiousness…. I won’t be one of them. Without the slightest exposure to anything Les Miserables (other than George Castanza singing Master of the House on an episode of Sienfeld), I went into the theater untainted with expectations of epic emotional grandeur, however, thats exactly what I got for my $11. Tonight I discovered a gem that instilled within me all the cliches about why we love movies. The performances were so powerful, I had already declared it to be the best thing I have ever witnessed on a screen, even before it was over. I was convinced that the entire film was created for me personally, and at times, I felt alone in a theater that in reality, was packed to the rafters (you could hear a pin drop).
It is an understatement that I was incredibly moved by the tragic human condition that was performed so passionately in front of me. Although, I reconize the fact that there are those that will completely disagree, those that will roll their eyes at a film that seems to brainwash a seemingly normal audience with buckets of tears, and feel safe in the thought that they have protected their sensibility from this so called masterpiece that steams with the smell of cheese. For me, that would be just great, than I could truly call it my own, and live life felling that I am one of the few (or should I say one of the millions?) that truly get it, and that would make it feel even more like a personal appreciation. It is safe to say, that I will watch Les Miserables every Christmas for the rest of my life (and I’m not ashamed to admit it).