3 Ocak 2013 Perşembe

Diary of Awards Season: Not Fade Away

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David Chase, the creator of "The Sopranos" makes his feature directing debut this fall, with Not Fade Away. (Technically his feature writing debut came in the form of a 1972 horror movie called Grave of the Vampire.)
Starring John Magaro, James Gandolfini, Will Brill, Jack Huston, and Bella Heathcote, Not Fade Away takes place in the 1960s and tells the story of a local garage band. Inspired by the Rolling Stones, they have visions of making it big and changing the world, though real life, jobs, girlfriends, education, and other things eventually get in the way.
Chase presents the movie as a mood and memory piece, mainly, which essentially means that it has no plot, that the characters never really come to life, and there's no real emotional pull to the material. The actors are mostly unknowns, and it's difficult to tell them apart or remember who they were afterward.

At one point, two of the main characters go to the movies to see Michelangelo Antonioni's Blow Up. One of them complains that nothing is happening, while the other tries to find the mystery between the plot threads.

If Not Fade Away aspires to be that kind of movie, it really isn't. It's the kind of movie where, in a scene where something actually happens, like a motorcycle accident, the entire event stands out so much that it's not surprising at all.
I suppose that if you were alive during this time and have a visceral connection to it, you might enjoy the film, but for younger viewers, it's a bit dull. It plays like a slow-moving coming-of-age film with some cool old tunes on the soundtrack.

In any case, seeing the film gave me the chance to interview Mr. Chase. Following is my article as I submitted it to the San Francisco Examiner.



It's fairly evident from watching "The Sopranos" that David Chase is a rock 'n' roll fan, and he has brought this love to his big-screen directing debut, Not Fade Away, which opens this week in Bay Area theaters.
Chase is best known for his career as a writer in television, working on shows like "Kolchak: The Night Stalker" and "The Rockford Files" before creating the groundbreaking "The Sopranos," which ran from 1999 to 2007.
Yet, though Chase likes to watch "Mad Men" and "Boardwalk Empire" today, he considers himself more of a movie guy.
Not Fade Away tells the story of a 1960s-era, Rolling Stones-influenced rock 'n' roll band that never achieved success, but still generated its fair share of drama between band members, family, and girls.
Chase describes his own experience playing bass and singing in a band. "Like in the movie, [our band] pooled our money and made a demo. And that was it," he says.
"Other than that, we never did anything," he continues. "We never played a date in front of people. It would have ruined it. We played in the basement. We were our own audience. We considered ourselves a big supergroup in our town. It was all in our head."
Not Fade Away is unique in that it's not plot-focused and has no stars, though "Tony Soprano" himself, James Gandolfini, appears in a small, pivotal role.
While making his movie, Chase considered movies from the era, like Michelangelo Antonioni's Blow Up -- a clip of which is featured in Not Fade Away. Two characters watch it in a movie house and ponder its moods and mysteries.
"I respond to movies where there's a great deal of mood and texture, and plot kind of comes out of the behavior," he says.
To tell his story, Chase didn't specifically channel specific events from his past, but rather looked to memories. "The events of the movie are not exactly the events of my life," he says. "But the feelings and the emotional weight of it, how I felt about things at the time, how it felt to be in love, how I felt about music. That's all there."
He says that the music of the time played a huge part in shaping everything. "It's extremely powerful," he says. "It really comes down to the whole human experience. Are we going to go with our worst or our best instincts? And rock 'n' roll has both."

Review: The Intouchables

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I'm not exactly sure what the title The Intouchables means, especially sounding so close to The Untouchables. But it's a warm, wonderful movie, and it was shortlisted today for the Best Foreign Language Film Oscar. (It's one of nine finalists that will be winnowed down to the final five nominees.)
Certainly it's not a great movie, nor is it groundbreaking or artistic or personal in any way, but it will make you happy, and that's nothing to sneeze at. (It's a perfect three-star movie.) It's from a pair of French-born directors, Olivier Nakache and Eric Toledano, who have made other features and television, but have yet to register a blip here in the U.S. Their movie is based on a true story and has some "disease-of-the-week" elements, both of which are probably contributing to its award buzz (as well as a push from the Weinsteins). But the ease of the storytelling makes all of this stuff evaporate immediately.
The terrific actor François Cluzet stars as Phillippe, a wealthy quadriplegic who requires a staff of people to help take care of him and his complex affairs. His personal assistant is a difficult role to fill, and the few that make the cut don't last long. Enter Driss (Omar Sy, also in Jean-Pierre Jeunet's Micmacs), who just wants some paperwork signed so he can collect unemployment; he has no interest in the job. So, of course, he's hired, and the life-loving Driss teaches the withdrawn Phillippe a few things about living, and vice-versa.
There's not one surprise anywhere in The Intouchables, but the Nakache and Toledano nonetheless offer up a supreme example of crisp, well-paced, pop filmmaking, dependent on vibrant solutions to stodgy situations. It's the kind of stuff everyone secretly wishes for in their own lives, and it's immensely satisfying to see it played out onscreen. I'm not sure how long The Intouchables will remain in my memory, but it made me happy for a little while.

Review: Django Unchained

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Up to now, the outrageously talented writer/director Quentin Tarantino has made both tightly constructed, polished gems (Reservoir Dogs, Pulp Fiction), as well as outrageously sprawling works of near-insanity (Kill Bill, Inglourious Basterds).
And, at the same time, he has been a brilliant critic, somewhat like Jean-Luc Godard, making movies about movies, and deconstructing them in endlessly inventive ways.
Even Godard hit his rough patches. With Django Unchained, Tarantino has taken a small story and turned it into a big sprawl, and the fit isn't quite right.
Likewise, its ideas are so broad -- slavery is bad, movies never show it, etc. -- they may simply drift by unnoticed.
The title comes from a great 1966 Spaghetti Western, Django, directed by Sergio Corbucci and starring Franco Nero (who has a nifty cameo in this new movie).
Now Django begins as a pre-Civil War-era slave, played by Jamie Foxx. A bounty hunter, Dr. King Schultz (Christoph Waltz) tracks him down and buys his freedom so that Django can help identify his next targets.
This leads to a partnership, which leads to an attempt to free Django's beloved wife (Kerry Washington) from a brutal plantation owner, Calvin Candie (Leonardo DiCaprio).
Samuel L. Jackson has a terrifying role as a mean, aged, loyal slave of Candie's.
Much of the movie's 165-minute running time is devoted to shockingly bloody shootouts. Whereas Corbucci made his violence resonate, Tarantino's simply spurts and splatters.
The best scenes are the talking ones, the negotiations, and since Django is so quiet and stoic, he becomes the least interesting of the characters.
By the time the movie gets to its final third, with Django as its main focus, the energy simply fades.
Happily, one of Tarantino's lesser works is still one of the major works of cinema today, and Django Unchained still has enough greatness to recommend it. Schultz and Django bonding over the story of Siegfried is one good moment, as well as the way that the duo parley their way out of a saloon surrounded by angry gunmen.
Oddly, the balance between the great moments and the flabby ones make it all the more personal and exciting; it doesn't feel factory-made.
Nor does it feel stupid. The moments of discomfort also beg the question as to why they might be uncomfortable.
Tarantino may not be unchained here so much as he is unraveled, but sometimes this needs to happen so that an artist can find new ways to pull it together again.

Review: Jack Reacher

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Jack Reacher is what happens when Tom Cruise is unceremoniously deposited into something like a European crime thriller; the results are unexpected, but not unpleasant. Writer/director Christopher McQuarrie, who is best known for his Oscar-winning screenplay for The Usual Suspects, has only directed once before: the peculiar The Way of the Gun (2000) baffled nearly everyone in its day but has gained a small, passionate following since.
Now McQuarrie brings that same slow, weird sensibility to the new Cruise vehicle, based on one of many "Jack Reacher" novels by English author Lee Child. Fight and chase scenes slip by with the timing of a Looney Tunes cartoon at half-speed, and with no music; the score only chimes at the tail end of an exciting scene. The effect is like druggy displacement, with existential meaning lurking just beneath the surface. How can it not be so with Werner Herzog glowering in the movie's corners as its chief bad guy, a scary Siberian prison survivor with the code name "The Zec"?
It's constantly intriguing. Reacher (Cruise) is summoned to look at a case in which a former army sniper suddenly killed five seemingly random people in Philadelphia. He works with a lawyer assigned to the sniper's case (Rosamund Pike), whose father happens to be the snaky D.A. (Richard Jenkins). David Oyelowo plays a police detective and Cruise's pal Robert Duvall turns up as a comical, cranky rifle range owner. Once again, Cruise happily, giddily proves that he can both live up to, and subvert, movie star expectations. He's truly a "Reacher."

Review: On the Road

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It's hard to imagine how such an exciting book became such a boring movie, especially since producer Francis Ford Coppola has been trying to make it since 1979. 
To start, Walter Salles may have been a very bad choice as director. His only previous outing dealing with rebellious youth on the road was the polite, picture-postcard The Motorcycle Diaries, which reduced the volatile Che Guevara to a button-cute romantic lead. This time, Salles plies on the sex and drugs -- in addition to a grungy, handheld visual style -- perhaps in the vain hope that his movie will seem edgy, but at its core, it's lifeless and passive. 
Young writer Sal Paradise (Sam Riley) meets free spirit Dean Moriarty (Garrett Hedlund) and begins a life of adventure on the road. He also meets Dean's girlfriend Marylou (Kristen Stewart) and many other beautiful women (Kirsten Dunst, Amy Adams) as well as other talented writers Carlo Marx (Tom Sturridge) and Bill Lee (Viggo Mortensen). He falls in love, works manual labor jobs, writes, drinks, smokes pot, has sex, and hits the road again. Dean disappears from his life and returns months (or years) later. At the end of it all, Sal believes he has experienced something close to life.
The main character few active moments are cut short, and it becomes clear that he is simply observing everything as it passes by. The observed characters never spring to life; we never see their point of view. The only burst of life in the movie is Viggo Mortensen's frighteningly good bit part as "Old Bull Lee," a.k.a. William S. Burroughs.

2 Ocak 2013 Çarşamba

Movie Musings: The Sessions

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I'm on a roll with the nominated movies this week! Thursday afternoon I saw "The Sessions" at the West Newton Cinema.

"The Sessions" stars John Hawkes, who I was first introduced to via "Winter's Bone," the same film that made Jennifer Lawrence famous. In this role he plays Mark O'Brien, a 38 year old man suffering from side effects of childhood polio.

Mark spends all but three hours of his day, every day, inside an iron lung. Though he is not technically paralyzed, he has no control over his muscles. Despite that, his mind is sharp and in his professional life he's a poet.

Mark gets approached by a newspaper to write about people with disabilities and sex. He begins by interviewing others, but eventually decides to enlist a sex therapist to help him experience his own personal sexual revolution.

Mark's sex therapist is played by Helen Hunt. I honestly can't think of the last time I saw Helen Hunt in a movie. Was it "As Good As It Gets" with Jack Nicholson? In this role, Hunt plays Cheryl, a woman committed to helping her clients reclaim their sexual prowess. In the story Cheryl is supposed to be from Salem, MA and Hunt does a pathetic Boston accent. She basically only speaks in the accent when she says "Mark" (pronounced "Mahk").

In all of her scenes, Hunt immediately disrobes - we're talking full frontal nudity - and carefully slides into bed next to Mark. Over the course of their sessions, she coaches him on how to discover what's pleasurable, how to sustain that feeling and how to make his excitement last. Not surprisingly, in this process, Mark falls for Cheryl. What was surprising is that Cheryl also falls for him.

Though the story centers around Mark and Cheryl, there is one other character that deserves a mention, Vera, Mark's assistant. Vera, played by Moon Bloodgood (yes, that's her real name), is stoic but unconditionally supportive of Mark. She wheels him on a gurney to all of his appointments and to buy new clothes to impress Cheryl. For those who saw the movie, my favorite Vera scenes are the ones where she talks with the motel clerk while she waits for Mark and Cheryl. Her deadpan delivery makes for several laugh out loud moments.

John Hawkes is unequivocally the star of "The Sessions." How he contorted his body like that and portrayed that disability with such conviction, I will never know. As Mark he was kind, funny and vulnerable. You truly rooted for him.

John is nominated for "Best Actor" at the upcoming Golden Globe awards along with Daniel Day-Lewis of "Lincoln." John actually had a supporting role in "Lincoln" so he is going up against a fellow cast member.

If you saw both movies, who do you think deserves the best actor statue - John Hawkes or Daniel Day-Lewis?

*Images courtesy of Fox Searchlight and TV Guide.

Stay: Hawthorne Hotel

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Friday afternoon I drove up to Salem to see two of my friends get married at the Hawthorne Hotel. I'd actually been to the Hawthorne twice before, once at this exact same time of year and I remembered how beautifully they decorate for the holidays.

The Hawthorne is directly off of the Salem Common, a lush public green. The hotel sports green awnings to match.

Inside the lobby was decked out in red and green for Christmas.

On the second floor there was a sitting area I dubbed "the Christmas corner." I love how warm and cozy it feels.

I arrived with a friend and we planned to share a room. When we approached the check in desk the greeter gave us our keys and asked us to read the hotel's policies and sign them. This is not something I am used to doing, so I read it word for word.

As it turns out, the Hawthorne Hotel has a curfew. All guests must be silent as of 12:15am. In fact, the document states there is a "zero tolerance policy" for noise after curfew. Uh oh. The document also states that no outside alcohol is permitted in the rooms. I was pretty sure we'd be spending the night on the streets of Salem.

Hoping for the best, we headed in the elevator and up to the 5th floor. When the elevator doors opened we walked into this reading nook.

In the hallway each room's door is accented with a fountain shaped decoration.

At the time we arrived, our room was bathing in sunlight. We had two queen size beds, a sitting area, a desk and a walk in closet. Please also notice the two gold chandeliers.

The bedding was simple with crisp white sheets.

We had a nice annex with a table, chairs and an almost full length mirror.

Our bathroom was small, but did get great sunlight. Unfortunately it did take the shower a good 10 minutes to get hot and that hot water only lasted about five minutes. Not ideal.

My favorite part of the whole room was that the toiler paper was a fixed to the bathroom door. Why have I never thought of this? What an excellent space saving solution. Also, for all my friends who have cats (you know who you are) they would love this!

Our room was an excellent place to get ready for the wedding and an even better place to crash into bed after hours of dancing. Don't you worry, we obeyed the silence rule and managed not to get kicked out. In fact, when we stepped off the elevator on our way back to our room we were greeted by a giant poster on an easel that read, "Shhhhh! Quiet hours are in effect."

Though we followed the rules, the Hawthorne did not. At 6:00am the clock radio in our room came blaring to life, blasting AM talk radio. About an hour later, at 7:00am, housekeeping began loudly banging on doors up and down our floor. Geesh!

On the plus side, the Hawthorne is very centrally located for exploring Salem. You can walk all over town from there. Even though they are positioned in the center of town, they still have an enormous parking lot just for their guests. As I said, they also do a wonderful job decorating for the holidays which makes your time there happier and cozier.

Have you ever spent the night in Salem? Is there another hotel you'd recommend?

Dining Out: Red's Sandwich Shop

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I spent Friday night in Salem at the Hawthorne Hotel celebrating the wedding of two of my very most favorite people. When we woke up Saturday morning, we packed our things and headed down to the front desk. We asked the greeter for a recommendation on a breakfast place we could walk to. She immediately said, "Everyone loves Red's. It's a diner about a three minute walk from here. Just turn left at the Salem Depot."

We checked with the bridal party (who had been in town for three days) and they had already eaten there! Two of the groomsmen gave a ringing endorsement so we headed out in search of Red's.

Red's gets its name from the color of the historic building it is located in. This is so New England!

This space used to be the London Coffee House which dates back to the 1700s. I've lived in New England my whole life and sometimes I forget how special it is that we're on historic ground.

Red's was still decorated for Christmas with lots of wreaths, garlands and plants.

Check out the "R" on the railing!

When you step inside the noise level triples. The Red's dining room is always packed. Every seat. They have two diner-style counters and two full dining rooms of tables and booths. The waitresses know all the locals' names and I overheard one say, "Have a great day, guys. See you tomorrow!"

The hostess walked us to a table in the rear dining room. On our way we passed under this rustic Salem sign.

The Red's menu is classic diner fare - eggs, omelets, pancakes, french toast and a slew of deli sandwiches.

Both of my brunch companions ordered coffee which came in these branded mugs. The Red's waitresses are on it when it comes to the coffee. They appear every 10-15 minutes asking if you need a refresh.

One of my friends ordered the eggs florentine. She marveled, "I have never seen Hollandaise sauce so yellow!" We weren't sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing. She said, "I really loved the home fries, but I wouldn't order this egg dish again. It was just  . . . eh."

Another friend selected the sourdough French toast. It did not come topped with anything - powdered sugar, whipped cream or fruit. He topped it with a generous pour of maple syrup and gobbled it up.

He also requested a side of hash which arrived in a brick! You can't tell from this picture but this block of hash was about seven inches wide!

Hash it normally a bit more  . . . what's the word  . . . forked? This just didn't look fresh.

I ordered the egg and cheese sandwich on an English muffin. Honestly, I could have an egg sandwich at home that was 100 times better than this version. It was just pathetic. All the way down to the Kraft singles slice of American cheese.

Red's is hangover food. Plain and simple. Maybe all these years of Sunday brunch in the city have spoiled me. I just expect more.

Despite my disappointment, the locals love it. That is clear. In fact, you can even have a Red's Christmas ornament!

If you're in Salem and you need a fix, Red's is located at 15 Central Street.

Dining Out: Ball Square Cafe

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Before I dive into this review I want to say Happy New Year everyone! I hope you are celebrating tonight with family and friends and plenty of bubbly. I'll be hosting a dinner party at my house. I plan to be full and happy when the ball drops. 

Later this week be sure to come back on Friday January 4th when Pop.Bop.Shop. will be celebrating its golden birthday - 4 years old on the 4th! I have some big, sparkly surprises in store for you. 

Ok, on to the review!

When I first graduated from college I lived in Inman Square, but most of my friends lived two squares away in Davis. As they got to know their Somerville neighborhood they learned of a great rivalry. A rivalry between two epic brunch places that happen to be next door neighbors.

The battle for brunch wages every weekend on Broadway in Ball Square between Sound Bites and Ball Square Cafe. The story goes that the two owners once got so heated they actually had a fist fight out front.

My friends had always been loyal to Sound Bites, so that's where I always went. Recently a friend moved into Ball Square and she fell in love with Ball Square Cafe. She sang its praises and insisted I come check it out.

We went this past Friday morning and since it was a work day there was no line. I took a photo out front for people to see a rarity - not a single body out front. If you've ever driven through Ball Square on the weekends you know what I'm talking about. There is always a line, at least 10 people deep outside both cafes.

Inside, Ball Square Cafe is very simply decorated. Most tables are for two or for four. We got a table right away in the back right corner.

The Ball Square Cafe menu is enormous and it tempts you even further by adding photos to each section.

At any point during your visit you can walk up to the self-serve coffee and tea station in the back left corner of the restaurant. They have all kinds of coffee and an insane selection of teas. I went with the vanilla bean which tasted and smelled heavenly.

Since I'd been waiting years to understand what all the Ball Square Cafe fuss is about, I decided we needed to go big. We each ordered a savory item and then chose two sweet items to share. I wanted to get the full experience.

My friend ordered her weekly usual - an egg and cheese sandwich with turkey bacon on a croissant. Then she said, "Ok, write all this down. I want to tell you and all your readers why I love this sandwich so much." She said it was such conviction, of course I obeyed.

"I love this sandwich, one, because it's cheap. It's a complete indulgence. It's so buttery. This is the best turkey bacon I've ever had in a restaurant. It's cut thick and it's just so much more than you could ever get in a grocery store." Well there you have it folks!

I went with the Athenian omelet which was feta cheese, diced tomatoes and spinach. The omelet was huge and packed with goodies. It comes with your choice of potatoes and bread. I went with a whole wheat English muffin and the house specialty - Omar's grilled mashed potatoes. The potatoes were insanely delicious. Like Thanksgiving mashed potatoes, but with more garlic.

For our two sweet items, we knew we wanted one to be French toast. There was a French toast special that sounded amazing - blueberries and marscapone - but they were sold out! Our second choice was the nutella and banana stuffed French toast. When we ordered it, our waitress asked if we'd like it topped with powdered sugar or whipped cream. Both please!

We got a half order (two slices instead of four) which was definitely the right move because it was so rich. I was afraid it might taste too chocolately, but it was actually just right and one piece per person was perfect.

We also ordered one chocolate chip pancake (we decided to go with just sugar for that one) and it was amazing! The chocolate was melted and gooey and added a blissful sweetness to the light, puffy pancake. We never even added syrup.

I appreciate that Ball Square Cafe lets you do half orders (including French toast, pancakes and eggs benedict) because sometimes you just want a little of something. As Carrie Bradshaw once said, "Sometimes a girl just needs a half."

In addition to our feast itself, we also had the most pleasant dining experience. Fellow diners were friendly and offering recommendations on specials they had already sampled. The owner is like the mayor of Somerville. Every other customer he was hugging, showing them to a table, asking about their holiday. He really is a well known figure in the community.

Best of all, after all the things we enjoyed, our tab only came to $27.98. I am not normally a person who cares about spending on a meal (we know this) but that is incredible value.

Now that I've eaten at both places, I want to know: Which cafe do you stand in line for?

Movie Musings: Les Miserables

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Happy new year! I hope you all had as much fun ushering in 2013 as I did. To continue the celebration,  this afternoon I went with two friends to see the movie of the season "Les Miserables."

I am not part of the Les Mis cult. You know the people I am talking about. They clutch their chest with devotion when they talk about the book/show/music. I am however insanely attracted to Eddie Redmayne.

We arrived at 12:40pm for the 1:00pm show at the Capitol Theater in Arlington. There was a line about 20 people deep out front. Apparently the box office didn't have anyone sitting in it. Everyone in line was waiting for Les Mis and getting more and more nervous with each passing minute that we'd miss a moment of the musical.

We eventually all got in and took our seats and thankfully they only showed on preview before starting the movie. If you haven't been to the Capitol Theater, it is beautiful. It feels more like a true performance theater than a movie theater. They also have an ice cream shop in the lobby. Winning.

The movie began and I have to say, I never quite understood why people love Hugh Jackman and within 15 minutes of this film, I totally got it. Hugh was convincing as the broken and beaten prisoner of 19 years, Jean Valjean.

He was equally convincing as the town savior, the man who looks out for the poor and the weak. He also has a great singing voice. I think he had the most numbers and he sang each one like a pro.

Hugh clearly has tremendous commitment to his roles. From filming soaking wet for the opening number, to wading through sewers covered in filth, he does whatever it takes for the good of the part.

Hugh played opposite Russell Crowe as Javert. Russell, don't quit your day job, signing is not for you. While Crowe certainly played a nasty villain, I actually thought his best scene was the one where he leapt to his death. Did you hear the loud crack when his body hit the wall in the water? That was some major sound editing right there.

Along with Hugh Jackman, the star of the first 30 minutes of the film is Anne Hathaway. I know many people hate her and find her irritating, but you cannot deny her talent in this role. As Fantine she is fiercely focused on protecting her daughter, no matter the cost. She loses her job, sells her hair, her teeth and eventually her body, all to send money to her daughter.

When she sang "I dreamed a dream" I was nervous I wouldn't be into it because it's the song in the trailer and I've seen that over 20 times. But in the moment, while she was singing, I was totally mesmerized. That number is going to win her the Oscar for Best Supporting Actress. I'm calling it right now.

I read a great interview in Vogue with Anne Hathaway talking about her physical transformation for this part. The reporter describes:

"Hathaway had already gotten in kickass shape for her role in 'The Dark Knight Rises' - she became a vegan and spent ten months lifting weights, learning martial arts, and practicing yoga. For her role in Les Mis, she had to look simultaneously emaciated and radiant. Before the start of shooting, she went on a strict cleanse and lost ten pounds, which in the early scenes of the film gives her a gossamer quality. She then took two weeks off and lost another fifteen pounds by following a near-starvation diet, consisting of two thin squares of dried oatmeal paste a day. 'I had to be obsessive about it - the idea was to look near death,' she recalls. 'Looking back on the whole experience - and I don't judge it in any way - it was definitely a little nuts. It was definitely a break with reality, but I think that's who Fantine is anyway."

Anne was joined by other talented ladies in the ensemble including Amanda Seyfried. Amanda is a living doll. Her skin, her eyes, her lips, her hair - she's stunning. I knew from "Mama Mia" that the girl could sing.

The actress who plays the young Cosette also had a beautiful voice. The two as a pair were cast perfectly.

I was super impressed by Samantha Barks who plays Eponine, the daughter of the inn keepers (more on that in a minute). I didn't recognize her from any other movies or TV shows, but she blew me away with her voice. Her character is hopelessly in love with a man who only has eyes for another. You feel her heart break in every song. I think we'll be seeing a lot more of this actress.

Eponine is the daughter of the town inn keepers played by Sacha Baron Cohen and Helena Bonham Carter. Perhaps only actors with three names were eligible for these roles? These two off beat personalities were the best choices to play the Thenardiers. Their scenes were comical, kooky and all slightly uncomfortable. I can't wait to see what Sacha does on the red carpet this year (remember last year he dumped an urn full of flour on Ryan Seacrest?).

A major shout out to Aaron Tveit who plays Enjolras, the leader of the French revolution rebels. I first watched him as Trip van der Bilt on "Gossip Girl" but his roots are in musical theater. He has starred on Broadway in Catch Me if You Can, Wicked, Hairspray and more. He has one of the strongest voices in the cast and he gets the chance to really show it off. Too bad they stuck him with that awful wig.

Now, I've saved the best for last, my crush Eddie. I first fell in love with Eddie when he played opposite Michelle Williams in "My Week with Marilyn." Since then I swoon over each and every one of his ads for Burberry. Here, in the role of Marius, Eddie plays a boy whose world is turned upside when he falls in love at first sight. I have to admit, Eddie is not the best singer. He definitely over did it and he moves his mouth and head way too much while singing. It just looked unnatural. But he did totally nail his scenes with Cosette.

At the close of the movie, in the scene where Jean Valjean is dying, the entire theater was crying. All around me I could hear the sniffles and see the movement of people wiping their eyes and reaching for tissues. They really get you there at the end!

Les Mis clocks in at 2 hours and 38 minutes and you are glued to the screen the entire time. In fact, when the credits started rolling our theater audience clapped!

Leaving the theater I felt energized for awards season as I think Les Mis is really going to give "Lincoln" a run for the money!

*Images courtesy of Les Miserables.