إنها من تلك اللحظات التي تغلق فيها آخر صفحة من الكتابوتبقى ذاهلا مشدوها مما فيه ..!في البداية كنت أقضي خمس ساعات متفرقة في القراءةفقط لكي أنتهي، ثم أصبحت أقضي الساعات نفسها وزيادةرغبة في الاستمتاع وملاحقة سير الأحداث..قالت لي إحداهن: أنصحك بألا تضيعي وقتك في قراءة مثل هذا الهراءهذه الرواية لا تعدو أن تكون سوى مسلسل تركي تافهبمجرد تصفحها لبضع صفحات قالت رأيها هذا ..وبين همتي الضعيفة لقراءة رواية بهذا الحجم، وبين هذا الرأيكنت أقرأ تحت الإكراه والجبرية نزولا عند رغبة صديقتي أحلامالتي منحتني هذين المجلدين من باب التبادل..الآن ناقمة أشد النقمة على تلك المتفلسفة الرعناء <_<"..لقد رافقتني هذه الرواية في كل مكان تقريباكانت كطفلٍ صغير أضعه على حجري وألقي على مسامعه تهويداتهي عبارة عن انفعالاتي بين الأحداث.."ثورة البؤساء".. هذا ما أُفضّل إطلاقه على هذه الملحمة الرائعةرواية شوهتها تلك الأفلام والنسخ المختصرة التي تركزت على إظهار جانبوإخفاء جوانب أخرى لا تتجزأ..كل تلك السنين التي قضاها ڤيكتور لإنتاج رائعته لم تذهب سدىفصداها لا يزال يتردد حتى هذه اللحظة..رواية تاريخية اجتماعية اقتصادية مأساوية ..كل بيت وكل شارع وكل بالوعة وكل حجر في فرنسا له تاريخه الذي ساهم بشكل أو بآخر في صياغة هذه الرواية فما بالكم بالشخوص الذين كانوا هم المحرك الأساسي لها..!..جان ڤالجان، كوزيت ، ماريوس، غافروش، وبالطبع المفتش جاڤييرهذه أكثر الشخصيات تأثيرا وأكثر الشخصيات التي غاص فيكتور في مكنوناتها..لحظات اليأس والألم والعوز والحاجة والنشوة والغيرةنزاعات الخير والشر، النور والظلام، الفضيلة والرذيلة، الأنانية وحب الآخرينالقوة والضعف، الرغبة والحاجة، الفقر والغنى الإيمان والإلحاد وغير هذا الكثييير..الثورة الفرنسية، الجمهورية الفرنسية، الشعب ، الوطن، المتشرد والجندالبؤساء والثورة...نعم.. جميعنا وضع ديستوفيسكي محامي الإنسانية وهو وحده من أجاد وصف الإنسان ووصف خلجات الإنسانلكن فيكتور في هذه الملحمة اعتلى قمة المجد واحتل عرشها بل وتربع أيضا....كل ما كان يزعجني في المجلد الأول بت أرائه حسنة من الحسنات وأحد أهم دعائم الروايةتماهيت مع الشخصيات ..أحببت جان اخلاصه يقينه تفانيه بذله للخير وتكفيره للخطاياصراعه مع أفكاره وضميره..وأعجبت بجافيير رغم سلطته ومع هذا كانت للشفقة نصيبها الأكبر في سبيل نهاية جافيير الغريبة..كان ييير اعصابي ويرهقني في كل مرة يخرج فيها أمام جان كعفريت العبلة حتى أن الحماسة تأخذنيوأصرخ غاضبة : ( ولك حِلّ عن هالزلمة بقى ) ^^"أما ماريوس.. فكم نقمت عليه لكن من الجيد أن الحالة لم تأخذ في الاستفحال فهو سرعان ماتدارك خطأه..غافروش.. وموت استشهاده الغنائي كان مؤلما بحق .. أقتبس منها هذا المقطع((بيد أن رصاصة أشد غدراً مصوبة على نحو أفضل من سابقاتها بلغت الطفل الشبيه بالشهاب الغازي. لقد رأوا غافروش يترنح, ثم يقع, وأطلق المتراس كله صيحة, ولكن كان ثمة آنتييوس في هذا القزم, لأن مس المتشرد الرصيف أشبه شيء بمس العملاق الأرض. لم يقع غافروش إلا لينهض من جديد, وظل قاعداً على مؤخرته وقد جرى على وجهه خط من الدم طويل, ورفع ذراعيه في الهواء ونظر إلى الناحية التي أقبلت منها الرصاصة, وبدأ يغني :لقد سقطت على الأرضهذه خطيئة فولتيروأنفي في الساقيةهذه خطيئة ….ولم يكمل. لقد حالت بينه وبين ذلك قذيفة ثانية من القناص نفسه. وهذه المرة خر على الرصيف مكباً على وجهه, ولم يتحرك بعدُ قط. كانت تكل الروح العظيمة قد فاضت.))كوزيت.. كانت خليقة بكل تلك السذاجة والطيبة التي لفت حياتها فما عانته لم يكن قليلا أبدا..ماذا أقول أيضا ؟ وعن ماذا أتحدث؟ بودي أن أسرد التفاصيل وأحللها وأسكب فيها كل ماجال في ذهني وقتهالكن أخشى أن أفسدها بهرائي هذا ..المهم أن هذا التقرير لا يعني في النهاية سوى أن هذه الروايةلم تكن غارقة في الرومانسية بل احترمت خصوصية العاشقين بتلك الوصوف الراقية المذهلة التعبيروصف فيكتور لعلاقة الحب القدسية التي لفت كوزيت ماريوس كأنهما روحان هبطا من الجنةلن أجد مثلها أبدا في كل الكتب .. هذا الاحترام وتلك الحشمة في انتقاء الكلمات تجعلني أتسائلسبب تدني وصوف الكُتّاب إلى حد البذائة والحقارة والتعري الفاضح !!!هذا الريفيو لا يعني سوى أن هذه الرواية أعمق بكثير من كل النسخ المختصرة الأخرىومن كل الأفلام ومن كل الكلام الذي قيل وسيقال عنها..هذه الرواية لا يعبر عنها سوى بقرائتها كاااااملة ....أحلام.. كلمة شكر أخرى أعمق وأكبر أن كنت محقة في رأيكوأنك أثبتي نظريتك في أني سأغير رأيي بهذه الرواية بمجرد قرائتي لهافشكرا لك أن منحتني هذه المتعة المؤلمة... ^^خمس نجو م أمنحها حبا وكرما ..أختم هذا الريفيو بهذه الكلمات التي اختتمت بها هذه الرواية:(( إنه يرقد، بالرغم من غرابة قدره.لقد عاش. لكنه مات عندما فقد ملاكه.الأمر يحدث ببساطة، من تلقاء نفسه،مثلما يأتي الليل عندما يولي النهار.))
Melhor livro da minha vidaComo começar a escrever sobre o melhor livro que você já leu na vida? Como fazer justiça a essa grandiosidade que é Os Miseráveis? Como expressar a capacidade de Victor Hugo em conduzir e caracterizar seus personagens com tamanha coerência? Como!? Como demonstrar a imensa admiração que agora nutro por esse escritor?Nada do que eu disser será o bastante, portanto, lhes digo: leiam-no! E aconselho que não tenham pressa, aguardem o momento certo e a disposição para adentrar nas quase duas mil densas e profundas páginas. Invistam em uma boa edição, com boa tradução, pois provavelmente será O livro da sua vida. {tenho a edição linda da Martin Claret e a da Cosac. Fiz a leitura na da Cosac} Eu tive a oportunidade de assistir ao musical no West End e desde então virei fã de carteirinha, daquelas que, vira e mexe, está no youtube vendo e revendo os concertos comemorativos. Mas, e quanto ao livro? Como ler tantas páginas de uma história que você já conhece e sem o fundo musical que você adora? E mais… Victor Hugo é tido por muitos como um defensor das “vítimas da sociedade”, como eu iria digerir isso? Ah, meus colegas, quem assim o interpretou só pode ter ficado bem na superfície de seu texto. Ele vai muito além disso, muito… Confundem-no como defensor de criminosos, quando na verdade ele defende os injustiçados e critica a raiz do problema.Os Miseráveis se passa na França, na primeira metade do século XIX e tem como personagem central Jean Valjean, um homem condenado a 19 anos de prisão, a princípio por roubar um pão para alimentar os sobrinhos. Posto em liberdade, é rechaçado pela sociedade, até ser acolhido por um Bispo – e toda a sua misericórdia – que lhe aponta o caminho da redenção. E é essa árdua caminhada e sua constante luta com sua consciência que acompanhamos.Por mais que seja uma história conhecida por muitos, prefiro não contar nada além, prefiro não falar de Fantine, de Cosette, de Marius ou de tantos outros personagens que vão, indubitavelmente, lhe encantar. São muitos, muitos personagens e todos, sem exceção, incrivelmente bem caracterizados. Ninguém aparece nessa história de fininho ou por acaso. Eles são sempre coerentes, atemporais, bem embasados, sabemos como pensam e como agem, conhecemos seu caráter e seus porquês. São tão verossímeis, tão variados, tão reais… são tantos tipos que me perguntei diversas vezes quem foi Victor Hugo. Quem foi esse profundo conhecedor da consciência, da essência e das características humanas? Essa tipificação que ele faz é sensacional.Victor Hugo nos fala de Deus, sempre! Mostra-nos a bondade de um homem desprendido de todo o materialismo, um misericordioso; nos traz uma mãe e seu amor incondicional, sua dor, seu martírio, a angústia de não poder dar tudo o que quer para sua filha; nos traz picaretas e bandidos da pior espécie; faz-nos adentrar na mente dos revolucionários daquela época, da juventude que lutava por um país melhor; mostra-nos as terríveis injustiças que afetam a vida das pessoas e que têm um efeito dominó destruidor, como uma bola de neve sem fim. Ele nos fala de fofoca, dos fatos não apurados, da maneira irresponsável com que repassamos algo sem averiguar sua veracidade e, assim, da noite para o dia, destruímos a vida do outro.Victor Hugo fala muito da nossa consciência e da força que ela exerce sobre nossas decisões, da luta que com ela travamos diariamente. E, principalmente, ele fala do perdão, da misericórdia e suas consequências. Faz uma profunda reflexão sobre os conventos, os claustros e a vida das irmãs que abdicam de sua liberdade.Fala da importância do trabalho e do perigo do ócio; da necessidade de educação para todos a fim de igualar as oportunidades da população e extinguir a injustiça social; fala da História, de como ela é escrita, de como deve ser um historiador; da gíria, sua origem e seu papel na sociedade e na literatura; fala de progresso e, claro, de liberdade, igualdade e fraternidade. Critica o comunismo e a partilha, uma vez que eles extinguem a competição e, por consequência, o trabalho. Fala tudo isso de maneira tão lúcida e tão coerente que tudo tem sempre um ar de verdade absoluta.“O crescimento intelectual e moral não é menos indispensável que o progresso material. O saber é um viático; pensar é a primeira necessidade; a verdade alimenta tanto quanto o pão.”“Destruamos a caverna Ignorância e destruiremos a toupeira Crime”Victor Hugo faz com que mergulhemos em Waterloo sob uma perspectiva um pouco diferente da dos livros de História. Aliás, agora posso dizer que sei o que significou a batalha de Waterloo para a Europa naquela época. Leva-nos a compreender melhor as barricadas e as inúmeras revoluções do período pós-napoleônico na França.Ele fala, fala, fala e, por vezes, parece que o que está contando é desnecessário, exagerado ou detalhado demais, então lá na frente lhe surpreende conectando todas as pontas. São muitas páginas e a leitura não é das mais rápidas. Não por ter uma escrita difícil ou algo do tipo, mas por trazer à tona muitas reflexões acerca da condição humana.E para rechear tudo, ainda temos um lindo romance, uma história de amor pura e singela, daquelas paixões meio proibidas, meio mágicas, um tanto poéticas, que extravasa e tudo vence.“Tirem a esses murmúrios de dois amantes a melodia que sai da alma e que os acompanha como uma lira, e o que resta não passa de sombra. Diremos então: – Ora! só isso! – Sim, isso mesmo; criancices, repetições, risos por nada, inutilidades, bobagens, tudo o que há no mundo de mais profundo e sublime! As únicas coisas que valem a pena ser ditas e ouvidas. O homem que jamais ouviu essas ninharias, essas frivolidades, o homem que jamais as pronunciou, é um imbecil, é um mau homem.”É difícil falar desse livro, de tudo que nele há, da sua beleza e grandiosidade… só lendo para entender. É incrível, sensacional, único! É mais que bem construído, é mais que poético, é mais que bem escrito, é mais que engenhoso. É surpreendente, apaixonante, viciante, contagiante…“Morrer de amor é viver.”Se antes era difícil responder qual o melhor livro que eu já lera, agora ficou fácil, facílimo! Os Miseráveis, meu querido! Todo leitor MERECE esse prazer!❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★Favoritowww.historiasdepapel.com.brig: @historiasdepapel_
What do You think about Les Misérables (1987)?
Oh. Hugo. Damn you are wordy!I mean, Charles Dickens can go on, but read Victor Hugo and you will come to appreciate Chuck's brevity.Such being the case, and a convent having happened to be on our road, it has been our duty to enter it. Why? Because the convent, which is common to the Orient as well as to the Occident, to antiquity as well as to modern times, to paganism, to Buddhism, to Mahometanism, as well as to Christianity, is one of the optical apparatuses applied by man to the Infinite.This is not the place for enlarging disproportionately on certain ideas; nevertheless, while absolutely maintaining our reserves, our restrictions, and even our indignations, we must say that every time we encounter man in the Infinite, either well or ill understood, we feel ourselves overpowered with respect. There is, in the synagogue, in the mosque, in the pagoda, in the wigwam, a hideous side which we execrate, and a sublime side, which we adore. What a contemplation for the mind, and what endless food for thought, is the reverberation of God upon the human wall!So that part above where Hugo says "This is not the place for enlarging disproportionately on certain ideas"? He will go on to enlarge disproportionately on certain ideas for several chapters, because a convent happens to be on our road.I mean, seriously, a disquisition on monasticism, and a history of the Parisian sewers, in the middle of chase scenes.So, I finally finished this monster. I listened to it on CD. 60 hours, and I think I checked it out about eight times from the library because I just could not keep listening to it day after day. Hence it took me over six months to finish it. I think I need to throw myself a party or something for getting through it.I know, you are recoiling in horror. Only 3 stars? For one of the greatest works in the history of literature?Look, I rate things on two factors: how "objectively" good I think they are, and how much I enjoyed them.Now, I can sink into a big, long, wordy book. And I was actually hoping to like this one more, because I loved The Hunchback of Notre Dame, which a lot of people also think is wordy and dry. And which also meanders away from the plot for entire chapters for Hugo to show off his research and ramble.But Les Mis... just did not connect with me for all that it is an epic tale of human pettiness, nobility, compassion, foolishness, spite, bravado, love, tragedy, and every other human emotion, virtuous and base, on display. Possibly because at times I felt like the characters were too much puppets who were there to act out Victor Hugo's themes, not enough actual flesh and blood people. And somehow, the wry, ironic humor I found in Notre Dame de Paris was missing in Les Miserables.I will not bother to summarize the plot. Surely you've seen at least one of the umpteen film adaptations, if not the musical.The plot, after all, contrary to what so many people who haven't actually read the book think, is not about the French Revolution (either of them). No, it's about a minor student uprising that was crushed futilely. Marius and his friends were the Occupy protesters of 1830s France, and did about as much good.Oh, but it's about so much more. It's about the power of the state, and the meaning of family, and whether men can change or are fixed in their natures. You cannot help but be moved by Jean Valjean's arc, and by Inspector Javert, a man so remorselessly, unbendingly straight that he literally cannot conceive of there being more than one correct action in any situation — this inability being ultimately the cause of his death. Forced to choose between justice and the law, which have been one and the same to him his entire life, his mind breaks.The deaths of Éponine and Gavroche (who provided the only spot of humor in the book) were also genuinely tragic, the denouement of genuinely tragic lives, even more so than tragically disposable Fantine in the first part of the book.So yes, there were parts that moved me.And yet. And yet.Jean Valjean was a plot puppet. Javert more so — he illustrated a moral principle more than a human soul. And dear god did I get tired of Hugo waxing on about beautiful, innocent, pure, perfect, virginal, indefatigable, sunny, delightful, naive, precious blessed little lamb Cosette. I mean, the kid spent the first few years of her life as a house-elf for the Thénardiers. It's gonna take more than a nunnery to undo all that.Hugo was a genius with a social conscience. Of his own book he said:So long as there shall exist, by reason of law and custom, a social condemnation, which, in the face of civilization, artificially creates hells on earth, and complicates a destiny that is divine with human fatality; so long as the three problems of the age—the degradation of man by poverty, the ruin of women by starvation, and the dwarfing of childhood by physical and spiritual night—are not solved; so long as, in certain regions, social asphyxia shall be possible; in other words, and from a yet more extended point of view, so long as ignorance and misery remain on earth, books like this cannot be useless.And from the misery of the Cour de miracles slum to the brave futility of the anti-monarchist uprising to the brutal grinding wheels of justice that turned a man into a lifelong felon for stealing a loaf of bread, Hugo hammers his themes eloquently and grandly.But. Gads did it grind on. And so... I'm sorry. 3 stars. Definitely a book everyone should read before they die. But for me, once was enough.
—David
This is one of my all-time favorite books. I love the richness of the story, the grandness and generosity of the sentiments, and the deep human insight. I find this old translation to be just lovely. I can open it to many a page and just read, like poetry, for the beauty of the language. But it is most worthwhile for the depth of humanity that Hugo shows. It's a crime to miss this book - you are among the miserable of the earth in a very different sense if you don't take the time to read it.Another wonderful element is the sense of history that you get from it. The Napoleonic wars still inspired passion. It's great to see the battle of Waterloo recounted from the French side. There a forty or fifty page chapter that is worth reading for the history alone - all triggered as an aside to explain why Valjean was convicted a second time despite his good works, because, in court, he referred in passing to Napoleon as "the Emperor." It brings history alive in a way that history books alone do not.
—Tim
The following is completely one hundred percent true.In 2005 I was in the chorus of a school production of the musical based on this book. It was an abridged production and we had at least 50 children aged 12-18 (except they changed it to 19 to allow some older principal actors, for example the guy playing Javert, who funnily enough turned 20 on the final night).I had one line as one of the factory bitches who bullied Fantine. "If Fantine doesn't look out watch how she goes - she'll be out on the street!" - Yep, that was me. Lines were few and far between, but our musical director made sure everyone in the chorus sang at least one line.In 2008 I auditioned for an adult production and impressed the musical director and director with my classically trained voice that they clearly had been oblivious to up until that point, considering I'd been trained since 2002. I made it into a much smaller and much more experienced cast. The theatre community is somewhat limited where I grew up; everyone knows everyone, and it is rare that a person can make it into an experienced and established cast off their own talent. I remember that I beat some other auditioners who had been in many productions before. Ha ha.At one early rehearsal, the director asked who had read the book before. I watched in amusement as only about two or three - and these were the over-achieving type (and I believe the gorgeous classical baritone playing Javert, and the powerful tenor who played Grantaire and Bamatabois [who, interestingly enough, was the same guy who played Javert in the schools edition I was in], but I don't remember who the other person was) - raised their hand. Then the director asked who'd never seen the musical before. Only two people - and one of them was playing Enjolras - raised their hand.I endeavoured to identify myself with the over-achieving types and borrowed my dad's copy of Les Miserables. He'd bought it after watching the Gérard Depardieu/John Malkovich 2000 mini TV series on SBS (before they brought in ads during TV shows). I made it about a hundred pages in before I gave up - I'm simply not interested in reading chapter after chapter of obscure backstory unrelated to the plot. I should try the abridged copy, but honestly, I've been in two productions and been in the audience for a third, so I'm pretty sure I know the musical backwards. And in this day and age, the musicals of books tend to be more popular than books themselves: The Phantom of the Opera, Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats, and Wicked : The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West are a testament to this fact.(view spoiler)[I was also in a production of Cats in 2007. If I get enough comments, I will post a picture of me and Bustopher Jones. (hide spoiler)]
—Lissa
