Not Bothered But Enthralled
When I wrote that I "wasn't bothered" by Les Miz, I apparently under reported my experience to others. Instead the close ups and the less than stellar, perfect singing, held me "enthralled" for instead of the wide shot, on-stage spectacle, the film camera was able to bring into focus and clarity the richness of an intimate and intensely emotional personal experience. The ultimate in art form expression is to enable the viewer to directly connect to the message, thoughts, feelings of what is the most important sensory experience on the screen and this was accomplished directly and powerfully in how Les Miz was shot. When there was a need for wide angled, larger than life epic photography, Les Miz delivered, when there was a need for a deeply personal and singular focus on the humanity of a person Les Miz delivered spectacularly.
Too often the deep, secreted emotions and feeling are wrapped up in mystery and vagueness that damper the emotive and visceral stimulus available to be experienced on screen. Too often in real life, such deeply held thoughts and feelings are masked and in reality, the audience has been numbed and possess undeveloped perceptions of authentic communication with others, even their own family members and love ones. It is movies such as Les Miz that can bring this dull, vague sensations into rich and vibrant life by the use of music, lyrics, and close ups that penetrate the contemporary human filters and unused powers of observation. As a person who has experienced deep pain, loneliness, powerlessness, hurt, rejection...how Ann Hathaway captured Fantine was powerfully brought forth...Even Russell Crowe's less than stellar singing was all the more real and human, with its internal frailties even though supposedly masked by a strong exterior. Such is the delicate director that avoided perfection the actors in order to make the movie ironically more perfect in reality..
Experience and Associated Memory
Like a primitive who has never been out of the United States, I've heard that baked goods in France are to die for. There are children who lived in the Capitol of Utah, Salt Lake City, when they had had the opportunity to visit a local mountain for the first time in their lives which happened to overlook their city, they were amazed that there were "stars" below them.
cinemabon's detailed and moving description of a scene from a musical (it is inferred) offers up a transferred emotional imagined scene in one's mind that reflects my limited memories of Les Miserable through tinted, warped glasses. Without such other memories and experiences, the ones from Les Miserable are the only touching and moving ones I have upon which to judge a movie, as limited as they are. I've mentioned it before long ago that I reflect those mass audience tendencies of which we respond to from the perspective what we moves us and captures our imagination that haven't had the opportunity or resources to experience the "stars" of the valley.