Yes, my husband read Les Miserables (1862) before I did. Several years before I did, in fact. When we were dating in college, he had to read it for an assigned reading course as part of his master’s degree in accounting. To accomplish this, he brought the book to church with him on Sundays and hid it inside his scripture case. So, while everybody (me included) thought he was extremely pious for so diligently reading the scriptures, he was instead frantically trying to finish the gargantuan novel.
The fact that he had read it and I hadn’t was then held over my head for the next five years. Every time I’d finish a novel and search for a new one, he’d suggest with a sly smile that I read Les Miserables. We of course had his copy and it was just sitting on the shelf collecting dust. However, I did not want to read it. I had seen the musical twice. How could the book compare? I’m also not fond of reading a book when I already know the plot (see my post on Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland). That ruins the pleasure of reading and finding out what will happen next. So, I resisted Victor Hugo’s masterpiece, number 100 on the BBC book list.
I finally gave in. Not because I wanted to read it, but because I wanted my husband to shut up. I had read approximately 1,000 more books than he had. How dare he continually claim to have read something that I hadn’t! So, I read it. And, I’m not going to lie. I didn’t really like it. Why not? Because I already knew the story. There was no mystery in each turn of the page or any sort of impetus to finish. Reading it took me a few years. I would read a few chapters here and there, get tired of it, and put it aside. I did that over and over until I finally finished it.
Does that mean that Les Miserables is not a good book. Of course not! It means that I have a short attention span and a ridiculous need to be constantly entertained. The fault lies within me, for Hugo’s novel is fantastic.
The story of redemption is most touching. Jean Valjean characterizes the notion that we all deserve a second change. We are all beggars in the eyes of God, so who are we to judge another? Valjean can represent each of us, sinners all, who need a chance to prove ourselves and our worth once more. He gets this chance, does it well, and eventually must face the reality of his past before continuing to move forward.
His adopted daughter Cosette is another compelling figure. She had endured poverty, abandonment, and mistreatment for most of her childhood. Yet, she grows up to be a sweet and loving person, without bitterness or guile. This is a lesson to me. There are things in my past that I absolutely abhor. There are reasons for me to be bitter, unkind, unforgiving, and mean. Cosette is my example of letting that past go and moving forward. I know who I want to be – patient, loving, kind, genuine – and I can be that person. I can choose to be that person. I’m not good at it yet, but with practice, I will become that person. If Cosette can do it, anybody can.
The novel’s depiction of the French Revolution is also fascinating. These men are willing to die for their cause of freedom. This is a trait venerated in American society because of our own revolution. It is a trait that I’m unsure of possessing. Would I die for freedom? Would I die to ensure the freedom of others? The men in the book would, and for that bravery they are worth our time. I must admit that several of the chapters about their preparations are somewhat boring, along with the many chapters about the layout of the sewer system, but those chapters also serve a purpose. They set the scene, give us background information, and probably make any tour of the underground of Paris more fascinating.
I still prefer the stage version. When I was younger, I learned to play all of the Les Miserables pieces on the piano. I once sang “Little People,” a lesser known song, in a talent competition. The song fit me, for I was always a head shorter than anybody in my school class, wiry, and freckled. Here are the hilarious words:
They laugh at me, these fellas,
Just because I am small
They laugh at me because I’m not hundred feet tall!
I tell ’em there’s aot to learn down here on the ground
The world is big, but little people turn it around!
Gaoliath was a bruiser who was tall as the sky.
But David threw a right and gave him one in the eye.
I never read the Bible but I know that it’s true
It only goes to show what little people can do!
So listen here professor,
With your head in the cloud.
It’s often kind of useful
To get lost in the crowd.
So keep your universities
I don’t give a damn
For better or for worse it is
The way that I am!
Be careful where you go
‘Cos little people grow…
And little people know
When little people fight
We may look easy pickings but we got some bite!
So never kick a dog because he’s just a pup
You better run for cover when the pup grows up!
And we’ll fight like twenty armies
And we won’t give up
A worm can roll a stone
A bee can sting a bear
A fly can fly around Versailles
‘Cos flies don’t care!
A sparrow in a hut
Can make a happy home
A flea can bite the bottom
Of the Pope in Rome!
I think my favorite parts are the interlude and the chorus. My other favorite song from the musical is “Do You Hear the People Sing?” My heart just swells when I hear this one, kind of the same way it does when I hear an exquisite rendition of “The Star-Spangled Banner.” My dad’s favorite song is “Stars.” I learned to play this one just for him. And it is gorgeous. The arpeggios perfectly echo the anguish Javert is feeling. His words represent the idea of paying the price for sin, but without redemption. Javert’s attitude is a perfect match to Jean Valjean’s life. Between these two characters, we learn about true Christianity, that sinners must suffer but not if they repent. Both sides of the atonement are presented through these two characters.
Have you read Les Miserables? Did you like it more than I did? What is your favorite song from the play and why? And, has anybody seen the movie? How does that compare?