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Les Misérables (2012) but every time someone dies it cuts to a one hour documentary about the battle of Waterloo and every time Javert and Valjean meet it cuts to a one hour documentary about sewage systems and every time those candlesticks appear on screen it cuts to a one hour documentary about priesthood in the late 18th-early 19th century

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Enjolras/Grantaire modern AU fic but written as Victor Hugo would have done

Chapter III: In which Enjolras and Grantaire encounter the crowd at the Louvre

Enjolras, striding imposingly up stairs with Grantaire at his heels, exited the Tuileries métro onto the rue de Rivoli. They followed the road east, alongside the Jardin des Tuileries, past the statue of Jeanne d’arc, then crossed through the Jardin…[etc]…and finally arrived in front of the Pyramide du Louvre.

‘It is no less busy than usual,’ remarked Enjolras, his youthful beauty striking even in the crowd of hundreds. 

‘That is what I said; even on a Tuesday morning on such an ugly day the tourists will flock to this grand triangle for the purpose of a single photograph. To have such motivation! Had I but an ounce of it for such a thing, my own portrait would be smiling on the wall alongside Mona Lisa herself,’ replied Grantaire. ‘But no matter, we are here for the heart, not the skin. And which is more important? Let us enter. If it is alright with you.’

Enjolras gently clasped his hand with a smile. ‘It is.’

Chapter IV: The Louvre

A few words on the Louvre. 

[9000 words redacted] 

Oh my… What the heck is Andrew Davies doing???

Like, if you aren’t a big fan of musicals that’s okay we all have our things but why the heck is he trying to shit all over Les Miserables just because HE’S doing a different kind of adaptation? Even if you don’t like it, it is a HUGE success commercially and many people who love Les Mis came into this because of the musical. And yes, some of us have read the book and watched the various other adaptations, but even then, for a lot of us, our love for this story is rooted in those songs, in that wonderfully crafted, wonderfully performed stage play you just called a “travesty”.

It makes no sense to do this. All he is going to do is alienate a huge portion of the fandom who don’t take kindly to the insinuation that we only like the ‘watered down’ version or that our enjoyment of this story through a musical is somehow inferior to someone who has only ever read the book/seen a straight/no music adaptation. There is nothing at all to be gained by slagging off someone else’s work and something millions of people enjoy, just because it’s not your personal cup of tea.

Adaptation is SO FUN because you can take things in your own direction and put your own spin on something that you love, but ultimately it is YOUR interpretation and nobody has to think your way is the only way, people can enjoy different kinds of media and different ways of telling the same story. We are perfectly capable of that. Like I loved the 1995 P&P that he wrote, and I also love The Lizzie Bennet Diaries and the 2005 film. All of them have something new and different and great to offer.

Also hey, guess what, none of them needed extra sex scenes to be better. 

Les Mis isn’t sexy… I’m sorry it just isn’t and that’s okay. It isn’t meant to be. It’s just not a sexy book, there’s no sex in it, more than half the characters we can be 100% sure have even HAD sex it’s only because they’re biological parents and one thing sort of requires the other at that time. 

It’s mostly about an ex-convict who never so much as looks at a woman sexually/romantically the whole book, the inspector who is hunting him (i think we can all agree Javert is not having a lot of any sex?), a young woman forced into prostitution to provide for her daughter (consent does not exist), her child who is still a teenager in the latter part of the books, a young man who honest to God can’t even talk to 99% of women (or his friends when they suggest he talks to women) and a group of revolutionary’s, many of whom have mistresses yes but they are only ever spoken of and the focus of these men is on their planned revolution NOT their sexual conquests.

Swear to God if any of that talk about adding sex refers to Fantine (ala Game of Thrones) or Enjolras I am going to vomit. Do.Not.Touch.Them.

Victor Hugo managed to write well over a thousand pages without having to use sex as a plot device to keep people reading. You can damn well find enough material in those 1000 pages to fill a 6 hour tv script without using it.

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(an extremely wild AU where Michael has a 4-second-moment of genuine sense of guilt and other assorted human emotions the night before the N-Y heist. yeah yeah I know, how far fetched, I’m crazy like that.)

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Just another Grantaire headcanon:

Grantaire has a really fucking good memory, but he doesn’t care to remember all that much. But because he cares about his friends, he remembers all this minor shit about them. For example:
-he knows everyone’s birthday (and paints or draws them shit as gifts)
-he knows all their siblings’ names and ages
-he remembers what days everyone has exams on at the end of semesters and readies drinks in his fridge accordingly
-he makes note of the dates of Jehan’s flute recitals and makes sure the rest of the Amis know at least a week in advance too
-he reminds Bossuet to do pretty much everything since Bossuet’s memory is absolute shit
-he makes a point to remember all of Éponine’s work shifts so he knows when to drop by and check on her (and make sure she rests otherwise she’ll work herself off her feet)
-he knows Enjolras’ class schedule by heart, and on nights where Enj is so tired he passes out studying, R sets his alarm for him based on what time his first class is the next day
-my point is
-Grantaire remembers so much and is an amazing friend

Amis as code words for “gay” in classic films

(from this post)

Bahorel: Sleeps diagonally

Jehan: An evening botanist

Joly: Wears a light wristwatch

Combeferre: A keen-eyed birdwatcher

Bossuet: Built on an uncertain foundation

Courfeyrac: He throws a party with an open guest list

Feuilly: Not quite up-to-code

Grantaire: He hitchhikes instead of taking the bus

Enjolras: Salutes another flag