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Thursday, January 10, 2013

You Weep Alone

"But there are dreams that cannot be, and there are storms we cannot weather" sings Fantine in Les Misérables' "I Dreamed a Dream."

A film forged on pure emotion I'm not sure I've ever seen before Les Misérables (2012). This is no film of plot, character, arc, or technique; it is a battle waged on a purely emotional front. (Collider's reviewer seems to agree.) With players who do a remarkable job of making it work as such.

Anne Hathaway's Fantine in Les Misérables (from
as powerful as scenes from Dreyer's Jeanne d'Arc (as noted by Steven Boone)

We can't all work that way. All the connective tissue skipped. Life is not lived on emotion alone, in the great highs and the great lows. In pomp or in ruin. The bulk of it is all the rest. The mids, the lulls, the details, the greys--that is the complexity. The simple hours. When we are alone in the quiet. How do you live in those moments?