A big-budgeted, star-studded screen adaptation of the famed stage musical, adapted from the novel by Victor Hugo, about a 19th century Frenchman seeking redemption after being released from prison on parole.
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Appalling. Terrible, boring music. Clichéd words. No characterisation discernible. Hack acting, especially from the dreadful E. Redmayne. More sentimentally sloppy than a fluffy kitten's arse. Only bright sparks: cameos from Sacha B-C and Helena B-C (cute as always, even though a slut). Cohen had the best singing voice too. Also some clever visual effects to make Greenwich RNC look 20 times its real size.
When Hathaway wasn't on the screen the only thing I could think was: God, too much unbearable and non stop singing. What could've been a splendid musical turned out to be an epic torture. Damn you, Hooper.
The musical is a lovely, ridiculous piece of shit. Luckily the film is just as enjoyably terrible, full of thin characters, hammy lyrics and bloated, emotionally manipulative sequences. However, Hooper has soaked it all in a genuinely beautiful and grotesque atmosphere - lots of grimey flesh, rotting teeth, ugly faces spitting out even uglier accents, all filmed in raw and engaging handheld
Competent but generally dull plod through homogenised suffering and Disney-esque squalor (Oliver! did it so much better). It adds nothing to a musical whose songs tend to underline an already expressed emotion rather than propelling the narrative.
I actually thought it was rather well made, but it was definitely not my cup of tea. I mainly survived by suppressing an inner groan that was only occasionally disrupted by a few scattered scenes that took me out of myself for a few moments. By the time of Valjean's death song, as he sung "take me" I thought yes, "please take him" and when he died, I thought "Thank God he's dead. Now I can go home."
Garbage, pure bloated pretentious self-righteous overproduced overacted schlock, it just lurches from Big Song to Big Song to Big Song to Big Fucking Song, on and on and on and on for nearly three godforsaken hours.
The singing never stops. It just doesn't. Didn't know that going in... and I loved it for it! It felt very melodramatic in all the best ways and every performance was gold especially Hathaway and Jackman. Very emotional. I teared up during one or two moments. Visuals were fantastic, the 1st AC deserves a fucking oscar for how much the camera moved. Much much better than expected. 4.5 for me but I'll give it the 5.
Anne Hathaway's short performance is worth all the shortcomings of Les Mis being adapted to this 3 hour emotionally draining odyssey. She's fantastic. Russel Crowe can't quite match the intensity of Hugh Jackman and on the whole the singing is hit or miss. Despite all this, Tom Hooper still manages to convince us that Victor Hugo's "Les Mis" is a story relevant enough 150 years later for us to continue to engage. ***