And for crying out loud, don’t leave a tract when you leave a crappy tip. That’s a bad reflection ya’ll. A tract is not a substitute for a tip.

My husband and I have gotten free things because of our kindness to our waiters or waitresses. Though not the goal, it shows that saying kind things to those who help you out doesn’t happen very often. At the very least we Christians should be known for our kindness and consideration.

Love this post. Thanks for putting it in.

I absolutely loved this film, and you’ve summarized it quite well. I particularly loved the moments when Jackman stopped singing and spoke his lines. He did so at opportune times, almost spitting them out which added good emphasis to what he was saying. It was audible bolding and italicizing.

The many close-ups were unfortunate. Though, they did draw us into the the misery of the characters, I think that emotional draw could have been heightened even more if it was more sparse throughout the film.

The low-point for me was Crowe. By the time of his suicide I was still not emotionally drawn in to his character. I did not feel a sense of loss of his character, nor did it truly ring of substitution as his last song wanted to suggest. I think part of this, or maybe all of it, was due to his singing which made his character quite flat.

Still, with its flaws, Les Mis was a fantastic film.