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It’s so funny to me that Javert dislikes reading newspapers(as well as books and thinking). man just looked at information as a concept and said actually I would prefer not to.
They were a team: Valjean stole a loaf of bread, and of course you need butter for that.
Twenty thousand years of language development were necessary to make this joke.
I get up early, I go to bed early, I work [on Les Miserablés] all day. I have a sort of natural armchair in a rock for writing at a beautiful spot called Firmain Bay; I do not read the seven hundred and forty articles published against me during the last three months.
— Victor Hugo on self-care and ignoring the haters
I have a new favourite Marius
i love that jean valjeans alter ego is monsieur madeleine. madeleine is a french muffin. he is called mister muffin. how could this man possibly be a crook. why would javert ever suspect this man of any crime.
#IMAGINE JAVERT STORMING DOWN THE STREETS OF PARIS#LIFTING PEOPLE BY THEIR SHIRTFRONTS SCREAMING #DO YOU KNOW THE MUFFIN MAN #IM CrYING HOW DO I DEAL WITH THIS
Have you seen Les Mis on stage? Have you read the brick?
nice try. les mis is a movie that came out in 2012.
it’s a book written by victor hugo you dumb fuck
his name is hugh jackman
(Image ID: screenshot of two replies by @alicedraws-kostyalevin. saying: Funnily enough eponine works for thenardier but doesn’t actually sacrifice herself for him (or at least, not anymore) but gavroche almost dies for him, and he doesn’t even recognize who it was. Absolutely brutal. Les mis has a thing? for people recognizing others and there must be some symbolism here that I never thought about.)
(Context: this post about he parallels between Eponine and Javert)
I never thought about it until just now either and you’ve made me realize— Javert’s weird power in Les Mis is just, his ability to recognize people?
Javert has a borderline magical ability to know who everyone Really Is, to know everyone’s True Names, regardless of their disguises.
There’s a common fandom joke that Javert is bad at recognizing people, but in canon it’s the exact opposite. Javert’s whole Thing is that he sees through disguises and recognizes the people that no one else is able to recognize, the people that everyone else forgets and overlooks.
And instead of using that power for good he uses it for evil. Javert could use his borderline magical skills to help all these forgotten people, but instead he uses it to condemn them and make them all suffer.
Javert even arrogantly shows off this semi-magical skill during the Gorbeau House ambush. All the members of the gang are masked; Javert orders them to keep their masks on, and then lists off their names one by one, to prove that he knows who they are even when they’re disguised.
“Why?” for the drama of it all
The six pinioned ruffians were standing, and still preserved their spectral mien; all three besmeared with black, all three masked.
“Keep on your masks,” said Javert.
And passing them in review with a glance of a Frederick II. at a Potsdam parade, he said to the three “chimney-builders”:—
“Good day, Bigrenaille! good day, Brujon! good day, Deuxmilliards!”
Then turning to the three masked men, he said to the man with the meat-axe:—
“Good day, Gueulemer!”
And to the man with the cudgel:—
“Good day, Babet!”
And to the ventriloquist:—
“Your health, Claquesous.”
God Javert is such a diva
And as mentioned on the other post: no one recognizes Eponine. Cosette sees adult Eponine and doesn’t recognize her/thinks she’s just a random boy, Marius doesn’t recognize Eponine even after she takes a bullet for him, Thenardier doesn’t recognize Eponine when he sees her in the Rue Plumet garden, etc.
But when Javert is about to be executed, he’s like “oh, it’s her. I know her.”
“Javert gazed askance at the body and, profoundly calm, said in a low tone:
“It strikes me that I know that girl.”
And when Valjean drags a muddied half-dead body away from the barricades– Javert recognizes it as Marius:
He bent over, drew from his pocket a handkerchief which he moistened in the water and with which he then wiped Marius’ blood-stained brow.
“This man was at the barricade,” said he in a low voice and as though speaking to himself. “He is the one they called Marius.”
(ok I literally never noticed the parallel between the way he recognizes Eponine and Marius’s bodies………….quietly saying ‘oh I know this person’ to himself in a low voice, while Valjean looks on)
But the biggest example is obviously Valjean. Javert recognizes Valjean when no one else does, when everyone else thinks he’s crazy for recognizing him, when everyone else thinks a mayor couldn’t possibly be a felon, etc. He’s the only one who recognizes Valjean when he’s wealthy and a mayor, not just when he’s a prisoner dressed in rags.
At the Champmathieu trial no one believes Valjean’s testimony. They think he’s gone mad, even his own prison-mates don’t seem to know him, they think he can’t possibly be Valjean because he’s too rich and educated, etc. Valjean gets Upset and says:
“I wish Javert were here; he would recognize me.” Nothing can reproduce the sombre and kindly melancholy of tone which accompanied these words.
And I don’t know how feel about this aspect of Javert????? But it’s….a Thing!!!
@alicedraws-kostyalevin replied:OOH that’s true! the only time he fails to recognize valjean right away was when he was already derailed, he was so off balance that he didn’t recognize the man out of the sewer. I was gonna make a joke about it being his acute sense of smell but Gavroche also seems to have this ability too. Maybe he even kind of recognized his little brothers? They’re so honest that they can sort of manifest the truth when they speak isn’t it
Yeah! Suddenly Javert’s extreme weird Reaction to recognizing Valjean in that moment makes even more sense– Javert normally always recognizes people, it’s his whole Thing.
But then he suddenly doesn’t recognize Valjean, he doesn’t know who Valjean is anymore– both literally and metaphorically!! It’s symbolic!
And yeah you’re right, I feel like it has something to do with Javert’s weird honesty….the only person Javert is capable of lying to is himself, and somehow that weird honesty makes him good at finding out the true identities of other people.
Also lol at the idea of Javert literally sniffing out criminals, @everyonewasabird said the same thing in their tags:
#it’s because he’s a dog right#of course it is#i feel like there’s a relationship between this power he has and ‘curiosity’#which this novel is absolutely against–ferreting things out about people is Bad and Wrong nearly always#but this identification feels like an instinctive version of that
And technically I think that IS the canon explanation XD
Javert recognizing people is constantly compared to the way a dog sniffs out/senses the people it’s looking for.
A bestial instinct, though pure and upright, like all instincts, which creates antipathies and sympathies, which fatally separates one nature from another nature, which does not hesitate, which feels no disquiet, which does not hold its peace, and which never belies itself, clear in its obscurity, infallible, imperious, intractable, stubborn to all counsels of the intelligence and to all the dissolvents of reason, and which, in whatever manner destinies are arranged, secretly warns the man-dog of the presence of the man-cat,
Basically:
Small brain: Javert didn’t recognize Valjean coming out of the sewers because he was covered in sewage.
Medium Brain: Javert has an almost Magical ability to know who people are even in the dark/when they’re disguised. He didn’t recognize Valjean coming out of the sewers because his understanding of the world has been shaken so much that he doesn’t know who Valjean is anymore on a literal or metaphorical level. everything that was simple to him before is now chaos and confusion. it’s symbolic.
GALAXY BRAIN: Javert didn’t recognize Valjean coming out of the sewers because he recognizes people using his hunting-dog-fursona sense of smell, but Valjean was so covered in sewage he couldn’t sniff him out
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today i found out that victor hugo has had more sex than possibly almost any other human that has lived on this planet.
he had so much sex his biographers straight up gave up trying to document all of his sexual partners. he was reported to fuck up to 3-9 times a day. He had a secret sex diary written in code. He had “official” and “unofficial” mistresses. One estimate was that he had ~200 sexual partners in two years.
Icon.
don’t forget that on the day of his funeral all the brothels in Paris were closed because every single prostitute in the whole goddamn city was busy mourning him
Hey quick question what the fuck
the man reported on his hookups in his diary using latin code words and 2 million people attended his funeral, if that isnt balling idk what is
victor hugo has been dead for 133 slutty, slutty years
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Deleting all my dating apps bc I want to meet someone the old fashioned way (making eye contact w her across the park for several weeks then breaking into her garden)
reminder that roger allam's dramatic binch disease inadvertently ruined an entire generation of javerts' joints, including philip quast's
overdramatic king!
sorry I had to It would seem that at least one of these things is your own fault, sir.
Happy Barricade Day!
19th century books will kill off a main character in one sentence and then spend 3 pages describing a street
the winding pavement had an unearthly chill lurking about it. the cobblestones were crooked and placed at random intervals, weathered by thousands of footsteps and years past over them. water pooled in a nearby gutter. the steady drip from the pipe exchoed through the empty alley. hubert was fucking stabbed. the sidewalk was cracked and old
It’s ok, you can say Victor “parisian sewer aficionado”Hugo