Tag: les mis

enjolryas:

some wild les mis facts to consider: 

  1.  the musain was located on the corner of the place saint michael and the rue des grés
  2.  grantaire made his way from the musain, to his apartment, changed, then back to the musain in five minutes flat
  3.  that left him basically 2 minutes to walk to his apartment, so he must have lived in a two minutes radius from the musain

MY POINT: one of the roads in a two minute radius from the musain was the rue hyacinthe, and in greek mythology, apollo created the hyacinth flower after his male lover hyacinthus was killed, which makes this street inherently not straight. and you better believe i have a headcanon that grantaire lived on this street. 

and better yet: the modern street name for the rue hyancinthe is the rue gay-lussac (pretty cool physicist, but even better name) 

les mis as things i’ve heard in my drama class

the-wretched-in-french:

Marius: FIRE!!! THERE’S A FIRE!!! Wait nevermind sorry

Enjolras: Sit in that chair in the corner and think about your life decisions and why they suck

Combeferre: Okay, WHO TAPED A PENTAGON ON THE STAGE?

Montparnasse: don’t even bother looking in the costume room I hid a dead body in there

Feuilly: I FOUND A DOOR WHERE DO YOU WANT ME TO PUT IT

Musichetta: You are all my children, but if you whip each other with towels one more time, you will each be disowned

Bossuet: I HAVE THE POWER OF GOD AND ANIME ON MY SIDE *trips down the stairs*

Courfeyrac and Gavroche: *harmonizing to the tune of livin’ on a prayer* WOAH WE’RE NOT QUITE THERE WOAH STANDING ON A CHAIR TAKE MY LIFE OR TAKE MY HAIR WOAH A PICKLE AND A BEAR

Eponine: You can’t make gay jokes when I’m not here!!! Those are MY thing stop stealing my thunder!!!!

Jehan: *bowing aggressively* thank you, thank you, I want to die

Grantaire: someone get me a glass of water or vodka I don’t really care at this point

Bahorel: so like, if I ACCIDENTALLY HYPOTHETICALLY smoked weed in the bathroom during lunch, would you be able to tell and would I get suspended?

Joly: Your germs are racist but that doesn’t mean they won’t kill me anyway

Cosette: Where did my flannel go? PEOPLE ARE GONNA THINK I’M NO LONGER GAY

grantairelibere:

Concept:
Les Misérables (1862) but if Lemony Snicket was the author

Example:
to Enjolras–darling, dearest, dead.

Chapter One

If you’re seeking a story whose tragic beginning is followed by a less-tragic middle and an inevitably uplifting denouement, this book should be avoided at all costs. The approximately six hundred and fifty-five thousand words that are about to follow contain the tales of several bright and brave young people who each meet an unfortunate end and several less-bright, less-young people, including myself, who unfortunately survive to recount the events. “Unfortunate” is a word which here means “luckless” and “miserable”, the latter definition having been used for the title of this novel, designed to dissuade you, the misguided reader, from continuing past the cover page.

There are other techniques I have employed in this book that are designed to stop you from yourself becoming miserable by reading this story in its entirety. Firstly, the physical novel, which as you may notice shares the same dimensions and weight as a standard housing brick, for the utmost inconvenience. Secondly, I have included several hundred pages of information which are both uninteresting and have little bearing on the grander story in the meager hope that you will come to your senses and place this novel back on your shelf or better, in a lit fireplace, where I solemnly believe it belongs. 

For example, the use of candlesticks. The word “candlestick” is derived from the purpose of the item itself, that is an object, most often metal, commonly silver, in which one can stick a candle. Many dictionaries define “candlestick” as 

“an often ornamental holder for securing a candle or candles”. “Candleholder” is another, less commonly used word for “candlestick”. Candlesticks come in a variety of forms and sizes, and can contain a variety of numbers of candles often demarcated by their names-a “trikirion” contains three candles and a “menorah” contains seven. If you have had the fortitude-a word which here means “strength of mind”-to make it this far through this dull paragraph, it may be of some note to say that the candlesticks with which we concern ourselves in this story are single candlesticks, that may each contain one candle. 

Thirdly, not only have I named the main character in a redundant manner-Jean Valjean-I have decided to tell you here that Jean Valjean perishes on the final page of this novel. That is my story’s conclusion.

With all this information in mind, and having the ending already known, I now give you my final warning and pleading suggestion to forget about this book. Put it down. Hide it away. Bury it in a cemetery late at night with the assistance of a man named Fauchelevant. Forget it ever existed. For now the story must begin.

It begins in a town called Digne, on a grey and dreary night under the roof of a very kind but elderly and poor man, the bishop of the town, whose name was Myriel.

hernaniste:

A thought:

Just as history (by Hugo’s understanding) marches towards the end of history, and just as the goal of revolution is to end revolutions,

Les Misérables is a work that hopes for its own irrelevance.  Hugo predicted in the introduction that the story would continue to speak to people around the world for as long as physical and spiritual suffering persist.  History hasn’t yet proven him wrong on that point – but by his own ethic, that’s a bad thing.

Most literary works hope for immortality, but Les Misérables works for its own erasure from society.

The effacement, if it ever comes (from progress and not forgetfulness), will be a fulfillment.

It’s written in chalk, just like Valjean’s gravestone.  But here we are, still waiting for the rain that will wash it away.