A Revelation
I have discovered the reason why I am so in love with Josh Groban. I can't believe I haven't figured this out before. I was watching a thing on the French Revolution on the History Channel (try to contain your chuckles and guffaws at my obvious geekiness, but hey, I was intrigued!) and I was suddenly possessed with the urge to read Les Mis. So, I pulled out my well-worn copy and opened it up to the passage where Marius first sees Cosette in Luxembourg Park (my heart just explodes into a huge mass of warm fuzzies whenever I think about how cute that passage is) and the letter he leaves Cosette at their bench. Here's the description of Marius:
"Marius was now a handsome young man, of medium height, with thick and intensely black hair, a lofty and intelligent brow, wide and passionate nostrils, a frank and calm expression and an indescribable something radiating from every greature that was at aonce noble, thoughtful and innocent. His profile, all of whose lines were rounded, without thereby losing their firmness, had a certain Germanic sweetness, which has made its way into the French physiognomy by way of Alsace and Lorraine, and that complete absence of angles which rendered the Sicambres so easily recognizable among the Romans, and which distinguishes the leonine from the aquiline race. He was at that period of life when the mind of men who think is composed, in nearly equal parts, of depth and simplicity. In a difficult situation, he posessed all the essentials of stupidity; another turn of the screw and he might be sublime. His manners were reserved, cold, polished, far from free. As his mouth was charming, his lips the reddest, and his teeth the whitest imaginable, his smile corrected the severity of his face, as a whole. At certain moments, there was a stange contrast between the chaste brow and that voluptuous smile. His eyes were small, their outlook vast."
Does anyone else see the paralell between the two? Victor Hugo don't say anything about having a fantastic singing voice...although that IS a requirement for the musical. Hint Hint Mr. Groban. *Sigh* Why must my Marius be so unattainable?
I found a song that I have fallen in love with. It says so much. And being in the lovey-dovey-I-want-a-Marius mood I'm in now, it seems only fitting and proper to post:
"Somebody"
I sit alone
In the dark theatre watchin' the people go by
Hand in hand
Everybody but me
Oh
I stay behind
Watchin' the credits roll by
Roll roll roll right by me
I know, I won't cry
Cause there is somebody somebody somebody waitin' for me
Out in the rain
Oh cry
Not tonight
Because there is somebody waitin' for me
Oh yeah
I take a walk
The streets are busy tonight
And I am searching for you
Waiting to brush your shoulder
But I'm alone
I watch the faces roll by
Roll roll roll right by me
But I know, I won't cry
Cause' there's somebody somebody somebody waitin' for me
Out in the rain
Oh cry
Not tonight
Because there is somebody waitin' for me
How many words will go unspoken
Not knockin' on my door
I'm not talkin' the night I spent heart broken
BUt tonight I know
I won't cry no more
Oh
I lie awake
I left the porch light on
I hope it helps you to find your way
Outside
I hear the thunder roll by
Roll roll roll right by me
But I know, I won't cry
Cause' there is somebody somebody somebody waitin' for me
Out in the rain
Not gonna cry tonight
No cause there is somebody waitin' for me
Not gonna cry tonight
No
No no no no
Oh
Not gonna cry
Not tonight cause there is somebody waitin' for me
I stay behind
Watchin' the credits roll by
Roll roll roll right by me
"Marius was now a handsome young man, of medium height, with thick and intensely black hair, a lofty and intelligent brow, wide and passionate nostrils, a frank and calm expression and an indescribable something radiating from every greature that was at aonce noble, thoughtful and innocent. His profile, all of whose lines were rounded, without thereby losing their firmness, had a certain Germanic sweetness, which has made its way into the French physiognomy by way of Alsace and Lorraine, and that complete absence of angles which rendered the Sicambres so easily recognizable among the Romans, and which distinguishes the leonine from the aquiline race. He was at that period of life when the mind of men who think is composed, in nearly equal parts, of depth and simplicity. In a difficult situation, he posessed all the essentials of stupidity; another turn of the screw and he might be sublime. His manners were reserved, cold, polished, far from free. As his mouth was charming, his lips the reddest, and his teeth the whitest imaginable, his smile corrected the severity of his face, as a whole. At certain moments, there was a stange contrast between the chaste brow and that voluptuous smile. His eyes were small, their outlook vast."
Does anyone else see the paralell between the two? Victor Hugo don't say anything about having a fantastic singing voice...although that IS a requirement for the musical. Hint Hint Mr. Groban. *Sigh* Why must my Marius be so unattainable?
I found a song that I have fallen in love with. It says so much. And being in the lovey-dovey-I-want-a-Marius mood I'm in now, it seems only fitting and proper to post:
"Somebody"
I sit alone
In the dark theatre watchin' the people go by
Hand in hand
Everybody but me
Oh
I stay behind
Watchin' the credits roll by
Roll roll roll right by me
I know, I won't cry
Cause there is somebody somebody somebody waitin' for me
Out in the rain
Oh cry
Not tonight
Because there is somebody waitin' for me
Oh yeah
I take a walk
The streets are busy tonight
And I am searching for you
Waiting to brush your shoulder
But I'm alone
I watch the faces roll by
Roll roll roll right by me
But I know, I won't cry
Cause' there's somebody somebody somebody waitin' for me
Out in the rain
Oh cry
Not tonight
Because there is somebody waitin' for me
How many words will go unspoken
Not knockin' on my door
I'm not talkin' the night I spent heart broken
BUt tonight I know
I won't cry no more
Oh
I lie awake
I left the porch light on
I hope it helps you to find your way
Outside
I hear the thunder roll by
Roll roll roll right by me
But I know, I won't cry
Cause' there is somebody somebody somebody waitin' for me
Out in the rain
Not gonna cry tonight
No cause there is somebody waitin' for me
Not gonna cry tonight
No
No no no no
Oh
Not gonna cry
Not tonight cause there is somebody waitin' for me
I stay behind
Watchin' the credits roll by
Roll roll roll right by me