The Paris soundstages feel small and poky, and different angles of shot might have avoided a sometimes stagey feel and the jarring contrast with the outdoor scenes, which deliver a glorious Delacroix look and scale. The vocals aren’t as flawless as, say, Alfie Boe managed onstage - Jackman struggles with the famously difficult Bring Him Home, and at times Crowe wobbles into rock stylings - but the drama is stronger for it. Hooper’s commitment to live performance no doubt added hugely to the stress of the shoot, but in return for a few wobbly high notes he gets a unique, visceral punch. Righteous fury rages with a rekindled sense of virtue wounded pride and a thirst for justice compete with hope of redemption, and somehow from the conflagration a morally upright man emerges.Īs with all the film’s high emotion, this is communicated entirely in song, sung live on set and with veins frequently popping from the effort. On parole he meets only rejection and prejudice, descending into animal-like desperation and spitting bitterness before a miraculous second chance sees Valjean resolve to match the faith shown in him in the film’s most emotionally complex scene.

We first meet Valjean as a convict, making futile demands that his jailer respect him as a fellow human being - only to be rebuffed by the didactic Javert. Only he and Russell Crowe’s Javert remain constants through the 17 years of the film’s plot, and only Valjean really grows during that time, since Javert’s inflexibility is his defining trait. Hugh Jackman, matching Jean Valjean’s fabled strength, carries the plot on his shoulders. Through all that follows, the moments of levity and romance as well as the suffering, Tom Hooper’s adaptation of Alain Boublil, Claude-Michel Schönberg and Herbert Kretzmer’s juggernaut of a musical never fails to take its subject matter seriously, its raw, brutal edge in tune with Victor Hugo’s melodrama of the downtrodden and destitute.

This is not the sort of musical where people dance their cares away, but one where people’s cares seem to rip songs from their throats. This vast chain gang sings Look Down in a rumbling bass that’s close to a dirge, and the tone is set.

The camera sweeps over gilded, bulbous warships, blasted by coastal waves, to the hundreds of miserable wretches inching one of these monsters into the Toulon dry dock on waterlogged ropes.

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