Somehow (do not ask how) I have procured an Oscar screening copy of Les Miserables. This is a happy, happy thing. Since I have to lay down or my brain hurts (literally), I plan to watch it a lot. The first time through (this morning), I found that my favorite things to do are these:
1) Correct Hugh Jackman when he is not on the beat because of overly dramatic pauses.
2) Sing loudly the verses the movie director thought best to leave out. (Particularly the "Damn their warnings, damn their lies/they will see the people rise" part from the barricade.)
3) Cheer on poor, uncomfortable, constipated, cotton-mouthed Russell Crowe. It's not his fault somebody thought he could sing.
4) Recast the entire film using the men's chorus from the revolution scenes. (i.e. the random mustached French soldier who sings "You at the barricade, listen to this/The people of Paris sleep in their beds/etc. etc. -- WHY ISN'T HE JAVERT?!)
5) Drool over Aaron Tveit.
I've also found it's best to use the new original song "Suddenly" (aka "For Your Consideration, Academy Members Who Don't Understand Songwriting") and Hugh Jackman's version of "Bring Him Home" as extended bathroom/snack breaks. It's just in everyone's best interests.
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