Film

Les Misérables

Name: Les Misérables
Genre: History, Drama
Released: 2012
Cast: Hugh Jackman, Russell Crowe, Amanda Seyfried, Anne Hathaway, Eddie Redmayne

This is the sung-through Hollywood version of the stage phenomenon: nearly every line is music, the actors sang live on set, and the camera presses right into their faces mid-note. It's unapologetically maximal — barricades, revolution, redemption, one extraordinarily raw rendition of 'I Dreamed a Dream.' Best for anyone happy to cry loudly at a musical with almost no spoken dialogue.

TMDb rating

7.3

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