


without countering them, I'd like to say, but it's really more like I'm just going to be a pissy bitch.īasically, I have it on good authority that the film is an embarrassment because it is sung-through, and that's kitschy because it is extraordinarily overt about the things it wants you to feel, and that's tacky because it has too many close-ups and too much hand-held camera, and that's- that's a fair criticism, actually, but we'll get there soon enough because it is a contrived, over-the-top melodrama, and that's bullshit. It's a bad habit to review the reviewers, but I can't let a few of the things that have cropped up in almost all of the bad and most of the mixed reviews of the long-gestating film adaptation of 1980s mega-musical > Les Misérablesi by Alain Boublil and Claude-Michel Schönberg go by without.
