"Les Miserables" Est Misérable!

My mother just finished the books/volumes of "Les Miserables" (pronounced LAY MIS-ER-AL).
I asked her how it ended and she said that I needed to read it for myself. I was like "Oh no! Nuhu! No sirree!" Nope...I am not reading those books unless I find one on a shelf somewhere that says "Super Abridge Version"
As my mother was reading through those books, she would sometimes read bits and pieces to me, or tell me about what was going on. The guy who wrote those book, in my opinion, seriously had nothing else to do with his life. Otherwise he would not have stopped in the middle of a desperate chase scene and gone into 3 CHAPTERS of detail about a village, or the sewer system, or father so-and-so's manor, or whatever! Seriously! This dude spent over half of Les Miserables going into intricate detail over EVERYTHING. One morning my mother woke me up by reading a detailed description of some guy's face! The part that really woke me up was "....he had passionate nostrils...."
I was like "WHOA! WHAT? I am going to have nightmares tonight!!! And I'm not even awake yet!"
This is one book where I will happily, gladly, obligingly suffer through the rest of my life NOT knowing how it ended. Though it is bugging me, I can survive. I will not read through numerous volumes that contain enough detail to draw a map of Paris and it's drainage system 100 years ago!
Now, I might do a movie. The old musical does not "m'exciter". However, a movie based on the musical came out this year that, once I found out who played in it, I decided I would be excited to see it: ....it has Hugh Jackman in it.....and, well, Kris and my mom are crazy about him. So I try to go the extra mile and make the difficult effort of being excited anytime they watch something that has him on screen....especially if he is playing wolverine and has his shiny claws ripping through stuff.......enough said.