Les Mis

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Wow, I'd forgotten how slashy that show can be.

I'm sort of entirely in it for the stuff where Jean Valjean and Javert have their little singing arguments.

Anyway, wow, GREAT voices in this.

Javert. Javert.... aie. It's performances like this that make me glad I'm not a man because my life would revolve around lamenting not having just that much charisma, and I come with a lot of charisma as is.

"Castle on a Cloud" is still the most annoying song in the world.

And poor little Gavroche almost didn't manage to climb the baracde -- ah, previews.

Javert's suicide was not as effective as in the first NYC production, but then that actor was a dancer and they were able to choreograph it better. This guy isn't.

But seriously, the voices! To rant about the good guy for a second, Bring Him Home was astounding. You could hear the audience holding its breath!

Speaking of audiences: cute little girl behind us asking "is that Cosette?" every time a woman appeared on stage until it actually was Cosette -- cute.

Woman sitting next to me singign along, not just with the rousing large group call to revolution chorus things so that I couldn't realyl entirely notice her, but with theme music no one on stage was singing to? SHUT THE FUCK UP! If I ever commit murder, it will surely be at the theatre.

Anyway, we're both sniffly, so it's to bed!

Comments

[miep.livejournal.com]

heh. I sealed my fate as a freak when i sang that at my 8th grade class talent show. they applauded politely, and then later said, "um, S, that was weird. not a song you should sing. not that you sang it badly, but not a song you should sing."

as in, you could never be in love, and we don't know that song, so it's weird.

[lilerthkwake.livejournal.com]

People just have a hard time understanding performances that are risky, and show real emotion. ESPECIALLY kids.

I was a "freak" through most of my schoolage years. I knew I was weird, and couldn't quite fit in, but I tried, and no matter how I tried, I was always WEEEEIRD. I've found that people like me a lot better now that I actually embrace my weirdness. Ya know?

[miep.livejournal.com]

oh, believe me, I know. When I went off to college, I chose one where I was the poster child for normality. Now that I'm ostensibly a grownup, I have built a life where I intereact almost exclusively with other weird people, and I'm happy.