I did a brief
review of the Les Miserables movie when I went on the opening night, but last night I was lucky enough to see it again at the media showing. I found this "tongue in cheek" review that my companion wrote very amusing and thought I would share it with you. By the way he's not "in the business" but is very up on his musical theatre and films:
Oh Dear, Oh Dear, Oh Dear...or as Gilbert and Sullivan would say...
“a policeman’s lot is not a happy one.” And having watched a press preview of Les Misérables last night it
would be difficult to find an unhappier man then Javert played by Russell
Crowe.
But he should not be criticised for that because although it’s fifty
years since I last read Monsieur Hugo’s book the admirable press notes
explained all about Javert’s progress from the slums to his pursuance of law
and order with an enthusiasm which bordered on obsessiveness.
We will return to Javert later.
This was a stunning film; it lasts for 2 hours and forty minutes but
felt to me like one-and-a-half hours. The downside of a long film though is
that the modern audience and bladder seems incapable of remaining seated for
that length of time so that there were many unfortunate interruptions.
Again though, it wasn’t until the end that you realised that you’d
just sat through nearly three hours of singing with barely any spoken words -
it was nearly all “through-sung” rather than spoken dialogue.
Those marvellous press notes had added to the enjoyment as I
realised that the opening scene of Jean Valjean was shot in our very own
shipyards at Portsmouth. Then suddenly Monsieur Valjean is doing his own version
of Julie Andrews popular sing-a-long as he runs over the hills of the south of
France to celebrate his new-found freedom before he once again becomes an
enfant terrible and gives Javert his raison d’être.
All the performances were worthy of note but stand out ones were
from Eddie Redmayne as one of the young lovers plus two great cameo parts; one
from one of our younger national treasures - Helena Bonham Carter ably assisted
in acting, pick-pocketing and all-round bad behaviour (hooray) by Sacha Baron
Cohen.
To return to Russell Crowe - do we expect too much from him?
After all this is a British film and with the exception of a few
bent coppers our police heroes tend to be Morse, The Sweeney, Dixon of Dock
Green, Wyecliffe, Bergerac, Prime Suspect, etc - all very worthy but not enough
to set the world alight. The plots are good, the acting is good but happy
charisma....
And just because Javert is French do we really want a modern day
Inspector Clouseau?
Do not forget that in simple terms, Javert is the baddie in this
tragedy so I suspect Russell Crowe did exactly what Monsieur Hugo would have
wanted; he plodded (ooops) around with all the cares of the world on his back
and because of his upbringing he found it impossible to believe that Jean Valjean
had turned over a new leaf and so he jumped off a high building.
There was much mention in the notes of getting into the right
mindset; of Russell Crowe’s 28 block walk in the pouring rain to his audition,
of Anne Hathaway’s decision to have her own hair chopped off and to lose 25
pounds in weight over five weeks, of Samantha Barks’ almost rags-to-riches part
having come third in the “I’d do anything” show to get a part in Oliver!...and
what an excellent performance she gave as well. All of this I went towards
ensuring the success and enjoyment of this spectacle.
When it’s released you really should go and see it but remember,
Cameron Mackintosh and Tom Hooper didn’t just film the theatre musical - this is Victor Hugo’s
classic work reinterpreted as a real cinematographic production.
