The Greatest Showman

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The second act has begun.

There is not a single sound in the entire Almeida Theater, from the actors to the audience, from the stage to the theater, everything fits together perfectly, completely entangled with the fate of Fantine, and merged with the torrent of the times. , every breath and every breath followed the ups and downs of the ups and downs of fate.

Sad because of society's prejudice against Fantine, angry because men trampled on Fantine, and even more indignant because of the arrogance of those who claim to be righteous but become the powerful minions.

Not just a song "I had a dream", the audience also saw the darkness and corruption of society, the oppression and suffering of the times, and the fate and struggle of the little people.

After becoming a man again, Jean Valjean, who owned his own factory and became the mayor, accidentally lost his hand and created Fantine's tragic fate. Underneath, an innocent person is mistaken for his former self - the fugitive self whose silence can escape Javert's pursuit, but will lead to the tragic fate of another innocent person.

After experiencing inner torment and torment, a song "Who-am-i" reveals Jean-Valjean's thought change, the sentence "Who am I", once, again, beats Ran Valjean heavily. -Arang's heart beats the audience's heart even more fiercely.

Looking at Jean Valjean standing at the forefront of the stage, Marc Lacante could not help but fall silent. He saw Fantine's tragic fate, Javert's approaching step by step, and Thenardier. The greed and viciousness of the couple has seen the insensitivity and darkness of society. At this moment, Jean Valjean's rhetorical questioning, questioning, and torture are venting the weight of the entire era again and again.

"who I am?"

"who I am!"

Under the dim light, Jean Valjean's tearful eyes, from panic and panic, to resolute, resolute, radiant, clear and translucent soul pushed through the layers of fog, and gradually became brighter. In that heavy self-questioning, every audience became firm, and the impassioned and passionate emotions slammed into their chests, causing faint pain.

"I am! Jean Valjean! Who am I? 24061!"

The sound of the cloud-piercing cracking stone was powerful and loud, like a heavy hammer hitting Mark's chest. He saw, saw that noble and resolute soul, saw that scarred but magnanimous soul , I saw the soul that pushed through the layers of fog and firmly grasped a ray of sunshine.

Suddenly, tears blurred my vision again!

What is justice, what is justice, what is faith, everything is filled in those deep and bright eyes, until this moment, the grandeur and majesty of "Les Miserables" is gradually revealed. The original true face was revealed, and the vast picture scroll of the era made everyone couldn't help but look up.

Soul baptism, until today, did Mark really understand what soul baptism is. Only by witnessing it with his own eyes, and only by experiencing it at such a close distance, can he truly experience the powerful shock, penetrate layers of defenses, and be ferocious. It violently collided with the soul, like a meteor shower in the sky, causing the brain to stop turning completely.

Resisting the urge to bow down, resist the urge to applaud, resist the urge to scream, Mark grabbed the armrest of the chair with both hands, but just stared at the stage with his eyes wide open for fear Missing a detail, greedily blending in, truly becomes part of the Almeida Theater.

Fate has come to the intersection again.

Jean-Valjean, confessed his true identity; Javert, relentlessly pursued, tried to arrest the fugitive again; and Fantine, whose soul was about to die.

The fate of Jean-Valjean, the fate of Javert, and the fate of Fantine have been entwined since then, and can no longer be separated.

On the right side of the stage, on a hospital bed, Fantine was lying quietly, dying from the torment of tuberculosis, and a thin beam of moonlight projected down, outlining that embarrassed and haggard face, even if it was too far away from the stage, see. It's not real, but the breath of life that is gradually extinguishing makes people feel the sadness of running out of oil and dying.

She opened her eyes slowly, searching around without focus, a mournful and sad melody flowing softly, "Cosette, it's getting colder; Cosette, it's time to go to bed, you've been playing all day. , it's getting dark."

The graceful singing was ding-dong, Fantine tried to support her body, but her body was so weak that she couldn't exert any strength, so she could only lean weakly on the bedside, her eyes full of desire to look at In the distance, then, the smile on the corner of his mouth rose little by little, bursting out with a brilliant light.

"Come to me, Cosette, the sun is fading, listen, the winter wind is crying." Fantine couldn't help raising the soft voice, as if the young Cosette was in front of her. With his right hand, he carefully folded his fingertips in the void, but only grabbed a mass of air.

On the left side of the stage, Jean Valjean's figure slowly appeared, but his footsteps were so heavy, staggering, slowly, slowly approaching the weak and powerless Fantine, his eyes were full of pity, regret and remorse churned again.

Fantine did not notice the uninvited guest in the ward. She stretched out her right hand and called out urgently, as if in the darkness, Cosette was clenching her knees and shivering, "There is an endless darkness, there is no The warning point is rapidly approaching, but

I will take care of you, sing lullabies for you, and wake up in the morning. "

Seeing that Fantine began to struggle, he leaned out and tried to grab the ethereal figure. His upper body was about to fall. Finally, Jean Valjean couldn't hold back any longer. He hurried forward and sat down on the edge of the bed. He came down, put his arms around Fantine's shoulders tenderly, and comforted Fantine gently, gently.

"Oh, dear Fantine, we are running out of time," said Jean-Valjean eagerly and anxiously, knowing that Javert was chasing him and could appear at any moment, and he had to speed up, but the eager voice leaked He felt a trace of intolerance deep in his heart, so that he turned his head slightly and forbeared all his emotions in the shadows, "But Fantine, I swear with my life..."

Before she could finish her words, Fantine interrupted the other party anxiously - she didn't even know who the other party was, "But sir, the children are still playing..."

The excited and anxious words caused her to start coughing violently. Jean Valjean turned his head, and his voice gradually softened. "My dear Fantine, Cosette is coming." A smile formed on the corner of his mouth. , Vulnerability and sadness are hidden deep in the eyes, the smile is heartbreaking, but the voice is full of infinite tenderness, "Dear Fantine, she will come to you."

Fantine still couldn't take her eyes away, she just stared at the endless darkness, watching reluctantly, as if Cosette was really there, "Come, Cosette, my child, you Where have you been?"

The dazed voice made people feel sad for a while; the urgent words made people feel like a knife.

Struggling, Fantine sat up, as if the last trace of strength in her body burst out. She looked around helplessly, and her whole body began to tremble slightly, as if Ke was still there just now. Seth disappeared suddenly, the panic and fear, swallowed up in an instant, like drowning, making people breathless.

Jean Valjean took Fantine gently into his arms, patted Fantine's shoulder gently with his left hand, and the voice whispered softly in Fantine's ear, lowering the voice and volume. , like a gurgling warm current flowing out, "Relax." The body slowly swayed, as if caring for a baby in the swaddle, "Rest in peace."

The last strength also disappeared, and Fantine relaxed from exhaustion, involuntarily rubbing his head on Jean Valjean's shoulder, craving for the slightest warmth, even if it came from a stranger, in this In the cold and freezing world, it also makes people nostalgic.

Fantine closed her eyes slightly, her eyelids began to tremble violently, and the hot tears rolled down slowly.

Jean Valjean was not in a hurry, just rocked gently and slowly, as if the cradle was comforting the baby, and then slowly put Fantine back on the bed.

A trace of coldness after leaving the embrace made Fantine awake again. She tried to say something, but her voice choked in her throat. She just murmured intermittently, "My Cosette..."

"It will be guarded by me." A shallow smile formed on the corner of Jean Valjean's mouth, and his eyes fell on Fantine's face without moving. Those deep eyes hid all his emotions. His shoulders tightened little by little, as if he was bearing the weight of a world.

Fantine stared blankly at Jean Valjean in front of her. She was confused when she was dying. Her vision began to blur. She could only see the sincerity and firmness in those eyes, and her lips began to tremble slightly. Get up and say with difficulty, "Take her away."

Jean Valjean nodded gently, "your child will be well fed."

Tears fell from the corners of his eyes like this, and Fantine nodded lightly, "Mr. Kind, you are the messenger sent by God."

Jean Valjean was shaking his head, the torment in his heart was pulling, all the pain and sorrow were condensed on the rigid spine, he just sang, "As long as I am alive, Cosette will not be hurt in any way. ."

At this moment, this delicate moment, time seemed to stop—

The guilt and sadness in Jean Valjean's eyes slowly seeped through the face; Fantine seemed to sense the sadness in those eyes, and raised his right hand gently, trying to smooth the gap between the eyebrows. of scars.

At this moment, Marc truly understood the intersection between Jean Valjean and Fantine, not just guilt and sympathy, but also the sympathy of each other. They saw themselves in each other, their suffering self, in society Under the tide, struggling and struggling to survive.

They are actually the same kind of people.

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