hi. I know it's Christmas Eve, and right now, you're probably a lucky American or European bastard who's having themselves a White Christmas, as I slave away in the 36 degree Australian heat marinating meat and making trifles. I'm not complaining, I love Christmas, but I watched the film adaptation of Les Miserables (someone please tell me how to say this?! :L) yesterday, and I am still in the post Les Mis depression stage. Instead of Christmas songs, I am playing the 25th Anniversary of Les Mis soundtrack, with my heart agonising with Eponine, secretly hating on Cosette because she is that perfect girl who gets the guy, loving/hating Marius at the same time, sobbing over Gavroche and Valjean, and having my breath taken away at Javert's final soliloquy (it is legitimately one of the most beautiful, sincere songs I have ever heard, especially when sung by the right person. Just ughhhhh.)
I don't want to ruin anything, but it is honestly so perfect. I had high expectations walking in, and when I walked out, I was blown away. Such a perfect cast, was shocked (in a good sense) when I discovered that Russell Crowe could sing, yet Hugh Jackman was the stand out. I cried a lot - okay, I cry in a lot of movies, but when I cry in like Harry Potter or the Sound of Music, I am crying
for them, and I cry with others as we cling to each other as our poor fangirl hearts shatter.
It's different in Les Mis. So so different. In Les Mis, I can almost feel their pain. I don't weep for them, I weep
with them. It's personal, and I reflect on all those times in my left when I've felt downtrodden, unrequited love (believe it or not, I have actually liked members of the male species HAHAHAHHAHA ok guys srsly stop laffin), or completely hopeless; even though they're in Paris during the revolution, and I'm a privileged girl in the 21st century. Les Mis is that powerful.
I can only listen to the Les Mis soundtrack when I'm by myself, at the fear of shedding a couple of tears, or even having this stupidly awkward grin on my face whenever Enjolras sings (I've always had a thing for French revolution leaders, yknow?).
I think that's enough lame-ness for a blog post, and I want to wish you all a very very merry christmas. I love you all, and I sincerely hope you have a beautiful times with your families at this beautiful time of the year (unless you're in Australia, I pray that your air cons are working).