Politically, Napoleon divides the history of Europe in “before” and “after”. He grabbed the power in France after the Revolution with such skills that he had virtually no opposition. From there he conquered everything, from Egypt, to Russia and Spain. His fall was equally momentous. And then he did it again, leaving everyone confused and the political board of Europe forever reshuffled.
Victor Hugo is a man of that time, trying to make sense of all of this turmoil while mainly talking about people and their inner worlds. In Les Misérables he concentrated on the lowest of the low, poor people making bad choices.
At the time, it was believed that crimes had to be punished, but there was no hope for the criminal to be reinstated into society as a fully functioning member. Hugo makes the opposite claim: criminals are just good people in bad situations. And he talks about them.
While the length can scare readers off, I would encourage anyone to start it. Every page is a little masterpiece of human perception and empathy, with an author taking his time to fully build up not only stages but also souls.
It's for people of a different attention span than mine. I appreciate that Hugo spends a chapter discussion the full history and mental state of the maid so we can get the full impact of the one thing she does (not tell where Valjean went) that's relievent to the plot. But I'm perfectly happy with the 2 to 3 hour movie or musical abbreviation.
At that time though, with few other forms of media, I image the length was a strength rather than a weakness.
This was the best book I ever read. I like long books though so I was fine having it take a while. The length made it feel like a new friend by the time I was done with it and was genuinely sad when it ended.
I've heard War and Peace is similar so I've started reading that but haven't fallen in love with it like I didn't Les Mis (yet).
I also read War and Peace, but while I think it’s a really good book, it did not resonate as deeply as Les Misérables. The characters were good but not as monumental, and the historico-philosophical notes that happen every second chapter (or so it feels) become a slog to wade through.
I like saying that W&P is the only book I dropped 6 pages from the end (of the epilogue). I couldn’t handle abrupt character developments for no real reason.
In general, I’d say that Tolstoy is more preachy than Hugo. They both write to explain their ethics, but Hugo also succeeds in charming the reader.