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"[If I could be another newsie] I’d want to be one of the asian newsies, preferably Finch, ‘cause he’s full asian and I’m only half, so I really want to embody that. And he doesn’t do anything in the show so… that would be good too."

If I didn’t play this game, would you want to know my name?
What if I told?

“We looked at each other a little too long to be ‘just friends’.”

(via no6frahnocry)

    While in rehearsals

  • Me: GOD EVERYONE NEEDS TO SHUT UP YOU ARE BEING SO DISRESPECTFUL THERE ARE SOME OF US WHO TAKE THIS VERY SERIOUSLY AND ARE ACTUALLY TRYING TO GET WORK DONE THANK YOU VERY MUCH!!
  • When someone tells me to be quiet: Don't shhh me.

ohfantine:

"So long as there shall exist, by reason of law and custom, a social condemnation which, in the midst of civilization, artificially creates a hell on earth, and complicates with human fatality a destiny that is divine; so long as the three problems of the century - the degradation of man by the exploitation of his labour, the ruin of women by starvation and the atrophy 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 still broader point of view, so long as ignorance and misery remain on earth, there should be a need for books such as this"

iammatildawormwood:

as if I wasn’t already a loser to begin with, the good lord said ‘here’s some musical theatre, knock yourself out.’

honey what you waiting for? welcome to my candy store

I remember when I used to stand outside of that stage door and watch all these girls come out of there, with their eyelashes and their make-up and I’d think: “God I’ll never be that old. I’ll never be that old. I’ll never be old enough to come out of that stage door.” But deep down inside I knew I would, and goddamn it, I’ve come this far and I’m not giving up now.

actuallyratchet:

all my friends are v cute. if ur my friend youre automatically cute sorry i dont make the rules 

so if i had a chance to choose, the things i’d change- the me i’d lose to see the world through someone else’s eyes.

micaelaruth:

micaelaruth:

kuranosaffron:

carapacefoodkitchen:

doctor-remus-giles:

Friend zones Eponine 

I’LL

it was only a matter of time

WHATMAKESYOUHAHAHA.MP3

i think it’s time for a little lesson in appreciating eponine thenardier as a character.

get ready for a truth bomb comin’ at you: eponine is fundamentally selfish, her feelings for marius were not genuine sustainable romantic love, and they would have been a complete disaster if they had ever been something resembling a couple. you are doing it wrong.

i’m sorry. she’s not some fallen disney princess, and i get SO FREAKING MAD when people romanticize her character. it’s not totally the audience’s fault, and the people running the musical have over the years tended to cast actresses who could easily play both roles, type-wise, and that would have been UNTHINKABLE in the original cast. because eponine is an unwashed, possibly mentally unstable street urchin who follows marius around and sneaks into his apartment and eats his leftovers while humming to herself. lea salonga’s casting was maybe the worst thing that ever happened to the character, and i love lea salonga. but if there’s a fallen disney princess, IT’S FANTINE JESUS FUCKING CHRIST.

let’s get one thing straight: the poor little eponine bullshit is getting old.

she shouldn’t see herself as some tragic poor soul whom the world has broken. the best actresses have not played her this way. she is not self-pitying. have you even LISTENED to on my own? that shit is not bemoaning. she is not blaming marius. she gets mad and does the little you know little you care shit, but on my own, her big song, is not a fucking pity party. she is realizing that she loves him and that THEY WILL NEVER WORK OUT. it’s not “why doesn’t he love me.” she knows she is not even remotely in his field of romantic prospects and yeah, it hurts, but she’s not blaming anybody, especially not cosette or marius. don’t fucking simplify her to that level. she has her selfish indulgent moments but she has balls and strength and grit. she stands up to the father who most likely doubles as her pimp and who rules her life and whom she has until now been aiding in criminal activities IN ORDER TO PROTECT MARIUS AND COSETTE.

she even says it! it’s the title of the song! “i love him, but only on my own.” ON MY OWN. she does not expect him to love her back! she wishes she did. it hurts that she doesn’t. but she is on some level aware that she is idealizing him into this vision of what her life could have been like, and what she wishes her life could be like.

for all that sympathetic portrayal i’ve just given you, i’m gonna drop another truth bomb: she continues to interact with him in an unhealthy possessive manner, and in the book she wants so badly to be with him that she tricks him into going to the barricades, hoping he will get shot. obviously, this doesn’t occur in the musical. she also jumps in front of a bullet heading for marius in the books, so i mean on a cosmic level i guess it evens out. but her death in the musical? she’s not risking her life to save him. she’s not even intentionally risking her life. she’s caught by a stray bullet trying to climb back to him to tell him she did what he asked, in a move that is clearly meant to endear her to him further. she didn’t do it for him. she did it for herself, because she wants him. despite having recognized and accepted that they will never happen.

and the cosette thing? the girl-hate perpetuated by this fandom’s segment of eponine lovers is positively disgusting, and the term mary-sue comes up a whole fuckton of a lot. if you think about it for like three seconds, a mary-sue is a female character who is too perfect, and most often it goes way beyond criticizing bad writing and into hating female characters. i’m sorry, since when are we criticizing people for being awesome? if it were a dude in the same position, you’d never say he was a gary stu. in the book, cosette is a fully developed character who is more sympathetic and interesting than eponine, and in addition to several years of staring at each other from across parks, cosette and marius have been meeting in secret for weeks. i understand that she was simplified and fucking shafted by boubil and schonberg into someone without much personality at all. that doesn’t make her some kind of horrible harpy bitch who is stealing marius from poor righteous devoted eponine. she had the audacity to fall in love with him and to have him fall in love with her.

but besides all that, you don’t get to ~get the guy by completing a series of tasks or being more devoted or loving him better. the HOW DARE HE CHOOSE COSETTE OVER EPONINE WHO LOVED HIM SO MUCH!!! argument is getting really fucking stale, and it’s been that way since, like, the nineties. you’re late to that party, the ship has sailed, leave your internalized misogyny and immature notions of how relationships and affection work at the door. she isn’t entitled to marius, and her entitlement sure as hell shouldn’t be interpreted as in comparison to cosette. it should never BE cosette OR eponine. they’re not on the same level. 

for all that, i still really like eponine. i like the eponine that you should be liking. i like the eponine who stands up to her father, who refuses to stop dreaming despite horrifying circumstances, who is selfish and immature and spoiled and maybe a little unstable. i like the eponine with character, with layers—not the 2d teenybopper taylor swift bullshit misogynist self-indulgent brat you identify with because she gets spurned romantically. stop blaming the guy. stop blaming the other girl. marius did nothing to hurt eponine on purpose. cosette sure as hell didn’t, and there’s no evidence that eponine hates her, so why the fuck do you? she’s desperate and grasping and selfish, but she doesn’t hate either one of them. 

in the end, dying in marius’s arms is her happy ending. she knows it. she honestly accepts that this is the best she’s gonna get. that’s her tragedy. not that she didn’t get the guy and died for love. no. stop that bullshit before you even think it. and she is honestly happy to be there! she is legitimately thrilled to get that much. she’s got fight. she’s got practicality. she’s got strength and flaws and qualities and this interpretation of her absolutely KILLS them all as well as the characterizations of cosette and marius (admittedly not fucking helped by the casting trends as a whole). 

you want a good eponine, check out frances ruffele. her voice is squeaky, but the character sure as fuck isn’t who you’re thinking she is. try to get a hold of footage of celia keenan-bolger, because she’s the closest to book!ponine and maybe the best-developed eponine i have ever seen. she doesn’t turn on my own into her BIG SHOWSTOPPING ALL-ABOUT-ME number—it’s a number among many others that gives us insight into her character and she sure as fuck doesn’t stop to have a pity party. the fandom and the franchise have absolutely gutted a great character, and she didn’t deserve that shit. don’t try to sell it to me.

another rant for another day is the fact that THIS LOVE TRIANGLE IS NOT THE FUCKING POINT OF THIS MUSICAL. it’s a slice of so many characters and lives intersecting at these few moments and it’s meant to criticize what was happening in society at the time of its publication. it is an epic. it is way bigger than your fucking romantic intrigues, so stop simplifying it to that. you will never get me to cry more over eponine’s death than the barricade scenes.

tl;dr: this macro is a steaming pile of horse shit, and so is the interpretation eponine it represents.

sr