My. What a horrible and snide review. This reviewer obviously knows little about Les Miserables (though feigns a thorough familiarity with Hugo's source material). Les Mis, whether the novel or this musical, is anything but kitsch. And "I Dreamed a Dream" is anything but "pornography." Les Mis is a grand, majestic and deeply spiritual musical. It is not for committed elitist snobs, which snobbery drips from this review. This isn't the first time, either. When Les Miserables debuted in London in 1985, the reviews, with the exception of three, all were negative and dripped with such elitist snobbery (We are not amused). The intent of the reviewers was, of course, to kill the play. Such is the nature of malice in the face of something grander than one's narcissistic self. The People, however Sang in 1985. The theatre's phones were ringing off the hook with calls from theatre-goers, tens of thousands of them, wanting tickets. They knew what moved their spirits and ennobled their souls. And the People *will* save Les Mis once again.