The Greatest Showman

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Just a touch of kindness. From trust, from friendship, from forgiveness, that touch of kindness completely defeated all the defense lines of Jean Valjean, and also completely defeated the vicissitudes and splendor of the past nineteen years, like a ray of sunshine, dispelling the long and endless The dark night made people feel panic and anxiety, longing for warmth, but afraid of being burned.

This touch of fear is even more moving than fragility. The scars and wounds hidden behind the fear have endless stories to tell.

Jean-Valjean just stood in the center of the stage, bathed in warm lights, with nothing to hide, all the scars and all the darkness exposed, the ragged, unkempt protective shell, completely defeated, deep inside. The softest part was exposed like this, bloody and scarred.

"He told me that I also have a soul! How did he know? What touched my heart in the dark, is there another way to go in this world?" Helpless, hesitant, dazed, trembling slightly Behind his voice, Jean Valjean's inner struggle and torture were revealed, and he even began to doubt himself. Every question of self-examination is like a whip, and it tortures the conscience of every audience.

Opening his eyes again, Jean-Valjean took a deep breath and stepped forward again, crying bitterly, falling apart, and shattering. Go with the light on the left.

"I tried to climb out of the quagmire, but fell into the abyss; the darkness enveloped me again, and I stared into the void, at the whirlpool of my sin!" Jean Valjean had completely collapsed, burst into tears, and the pain was gnawing at the bones; but , the footsteps are more and more firm, the movements are more and more decisive, and the eyes are more and more clear.

Every step seems to be becoming clearer, from toes to fingertips, from footsteps to shoulders, from body to eyes, the perseverance that bursts out from the inside out, releases powerful and turbulent energy, even stronger than The lights are still dazzling, and the momentum is rising steadily. The fierceness and determination between gnashing teeth, accompanied by a sudden stop in the front of the left side of the stage, climbed to the extreme.

"He!" Mark sucked in a breath of cold air, widened his eyes, and stared at Jean Valjean who was close at hand. His tall and majestic body seemed to support the whole world, like a god, bathed in gold under the light. It's just a momentary pause, a flash of lightning, but a lot of vicissitudes, and then—

He turned around suddenly, strutted, and started to walk around the stage quickly. The trot turned into a trot, and the trot turned into a sprint. The footsteps that were like smashing bamboo seemed to have no intention of stopping at all. Resolute and fierce, pierced through the stage, broke the boundaries, and vented to the audience in a mighty manner!

"Now, I want to escape from that world, that world of Jean Valjean!" After going around most of the stage, his footsteps stopped, turned, and sprinted in the center of the back of the stage. The wind rushed to the front of the stage, and the footsteps that showed no signs of braking caused a powerful wave, which came in a mighty pavement.

Swept the entire theater.

rushing forward, rushing forward madly, that strong wind and rain-like momentum finally reached its peak at this moment, unreservedly, unscrupulously, and wholeheartedly burst out, venting freely and freely, even if there is an abyss in front of you, even if there is a cliff in front of you On the cliff, even though the end of the mountain is a sea of ​​knives and flames, the momentum like moths to the flames still does not stop.

At the critical moment, the fierce and explosive footsteps stopped abruptly at the front of the stage, but the shaky footsteps stood firm and firm, with a high chest and a strong waist, the agitation in the chest and the blood. Boiling completely got rid of the shackles, and declared his existence in a dignified manner in the midst of the stormy waves!

The tall and sturdy body seemed to be standing on the edge of the cliff, the sound of hunting wind whistled past, the wind and rain slammed, but it couldn't shake the figure at all. He has lifted the restrictions of the theater, truly shouldered the whole world, and completely defeated all the shackles, all the shackles, and all the restraints!

It was loud, loud and powerful, roaring and roaring.

"Jean Valjean, no longer exists! Another life begins here!"

The mighty singing voice rose, rose again, and after reaching the peak, it surged an octave again, releasing all emotions and all emotions, shaking the whole world deeply and deeply, shaking light and shadow, flying sand and stone. , the sky is falling apart, as if even that body can't stop this surging momentum, breaking down the skin of "Ran-Agen" bit by bit, transformation, new life!

It ended suddenly, the music stopped, and the lights closed! With a bang, all the light disappeared, leaving only a spotlight gathered on Jean Valjean, so that every audience could clearly see the tears flashing in those eyes, reflecting the depth of their hearts. There is strength, affirmation, kindness, warmth, and hope.

The vicissitudes of the face, the wind and frost faded, the firm and tough facial lines, at this moment, burst out the divine light!

Just a breath pause, the symphonic accompaniment of the live orchestra was released instantly, from zero to one hundred, all the vastness and turbulence burst out in an instant, the deafening melody, majestic and magnificent, like a tornado swept over. , whizzing through the entire theater!

Mind-blowing, real mind-blowing!

Before the brain can react, Mark has already stood up, crazy

Frenzy, frantically agitating his hands, because if he didn't do it again, he would explode, and all the excitement and emotion that had been suppressed in his chest would explode; emotion and reason left no other choice, the natural response of the body's muscles in Before the brain makes a judgment, it makes a conditioned reflex.

Stand and applaud. Tears, roars!

"Ah!" Mark roared uncontrollably, but even so, the frenzied and turbulent blood still did not stop, so he began to roar again, "Ahhhh!" The applause became more and more turbulent and more intense. Getting more and more crazy, more and more surging, he can no longer even feel his palm, just mechanically and frantically.

Wonderful! Fabulous! Brilliant enough to eclipse all languages ​​and all emotions! Enough to make every soul feel small and humble and wonderful!

This is the real performance. It unreservedly releases emotions, stories, life, thoughts, and souls, shocking every audience, making people unable to make any response, but devoutly and humbly. Get down on your knees and worship! Dedicate your surprise, dedicate your applause, dedicate your admiration, dedicate your worship!

At this moment, Marc Lacante felt the power and depth of the performance like never before. Like a devout worshipper, he crawls on the ground in fear, his body trembles slightly, he accepts baptism without any resistance, and completely surrenders! surrender!

Clap, clap, clap!

Mark's brain completely stopped thinking, and he just kept clapping. He couldn't even feel the other 500-odd spectators in the Almeida Theater, only him, only himself. It is a dialogue between him and Jean Valjean, it is a dialogue between him and Les Misérables, it is a dialogue between him and himself.

All the moving, all the shock, all the admiration, all belong to you!

However, Mark is not the only one who holds the same idea within the Almeida Theater.

The audience, really the audience, can't even wait for the series of spotlights, everyone stood up together, thunderous applause roared wildly inside the theater, the entire roof and walls of the theater began to be in jeopardy, the violent The applause was so strong, so violent, so frantic that the whistles and shouts were completely drowned out.

Only applause left!

Alistair Smith stood up. The smile and relief on his face all disappeared, only a serious face, genuine respect and admiration, with a 100% serious attitude, meticulously applauding. This is what Renly Hall deserves!

Absolute strength! This is the real absolute strength! From lines to singing, emotion to performance, eyes to action, and even the use of the stage, every detail is perfect, even Alistair can't pick out the sting, especially the last sprint.

The powerful momentum came to an abrupt end at the edge of the stage. It was not only the control of body muscles, but also the understanding of the stage, the control of the performance, and the control of the rhythm. A bit exaggerated, the freely retractable and hearty performance really makes watching the drama a pleasure.

Perfect.

That's Alistair's only assessment. Now, he finally understood, why did Renly keep playing for the past thirty-five minutes? Renly is cooperating with the performance status and rhythm of the actors in the same play, and even uses his own performance to drive the rhythm of the entire play. The best effect of sacrificing himself is to achieve the integrity of the play.

There is no difference in severity, and there is no special short board. The whole repertoire appears balanced and appropriate, as if simmering slowly, cooking a delicate and perfect finished product.

All repression and all control are completely released in the last monologue; more importantly, all the content of the first act will be summarized, pushed to the climax/tide, refined and sublimated, and the artistic meaning of the play will be truly expressed delivered to every viewer.

God, can he ask for more?

The first act alone, with Renly-Hall, Almeida's "Les Miserables", is enough to be the best play in the West End of the past five years; The best of the last two decades? Just look at the next five hours.

However, at this moment, Alistair doesn't want to think so much, he just wants to enjoy the excitement of this moment, which awakens his love and passion for drama again. It's been a long time, really.

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