Sound familiar? If you're like me, and I assume you are, you hear this every second of every day. I have to point a few things out however before everyone and their mother tells me I'm smoking crack and have no taste in movies. 1) I have seen the live stage show. 2) I am, in fact, in the live stage show as we speak. 3) I don't like most things Hollywood takes from Broadway.
I will be honest, I wasn't even going to watch Les Mis. the ONLY reason I went was because I was tired of having people ask me, "Did you like the way *insert famous human's name here* did that part?" and hearing, "Oh my gosh! What's wrong with you??" When I told them I hadn't seen it yet. It was probably a mistake though because this was me the whole time...
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I'm sorry, but no matter how good of a singer you think you are famous movie actors, you are not Broadway singers. You have no business trying to take on one of the most challenging shows...ever. Besides, I couldn't take it seriously. They were all too famous! How can I really enjoy Les Mis starring Wolverine, Cat Woman, and Gladiator? I have great respect for their dedication and acting skills but to me, it was like a bad theater joke. "Three film stars walk into a theater..." But there were some redeeming qualities. (Though the continuous close up was not one of them.)I will tip my hat to two actors in that film; Aaron Tveit, and Samantha Barks. These two have real acting ability as well as vocal talent. Then again they are the only two stage actors in the film. (Before you try to tell me Hugh Jackman is a stage actor don't. Let's not even go down that rabbit hole). But even here I have a problem with how the director undermined the character of Eponine. In the movie she could have not existed. On My Own was the lamest version I have ever seen, and I know she can do more because I've seen Barks sing it before. In my opinion, leave stage shows, to stage actors.
However, regardless of how I feel about the movie itself, I have more of a problem with the spell it seems to have cast on the people around me. I assume this is how Hitler rose to power. Make people love you so much that when anyone even hints at a negative comment about you they attack the perpetrator. It doesn't seem to matter hat people are entitled to their own opinion. I'm wrong. Anytime I try to say anything about this stupid movie I'm wrong. Well I'm glad we cleared that up. I'll just go die in my hole of cinematic illiteracy.
While you're all re watching Les Mis for the fiftieth time, I'm content with Breakfast at Tiffany's, Casablanca, The Artist, Pretty Woman, Notting Hill, When Harry Met Sally, Two Weeks Notice, ect. Films that were actually written for film and are phenomenal films. Who needs friends?
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