“Les Miserables” returns to town, again, in superb shape, spreading its underlying message that theater can contain multitudes. It can be epic and weighty, thematically spiritual, and unabashedly tear-jerking.
A show of sweeping scope and melodic beauty, this now-classic musical adaptation of Victor Hugo’s 19th century novel has for well over three decades been the very epitome of theater you go to in order to experience oversized emotions, to get a good aesthetically induced cry, or perhaps a few of those, depending on your vulnerability to beautifully belted high notes at the point of a character’s death. There are a lot of deaths, and even more high notes.
