We’re showing the kids Lord of the Rings for the first time. It’s also my first time seeing it in about fifteen years.
And it’s so weird how it goes along like a perfectly normal epic fantasy… and then all of a sudden [MEME!] and then normal fantasy… and then [MEME!]
It’s also disconcerting after fifteen years of Sam being idolized as the most perfect character on the internet to see again how hypocritical and judgmental he is when it comes to Gollum.
If Frodo’s mean? Oh, that’s just the ring controlling him!
But Gollum? Nuh uh. Hate him.
LotR theatrical release: has the battle of Helm’s Deep
Extended version: an extra hour of Helm’s Deep!
If I were in charge: eh, humans are boring, let’s skip all the Gondor/Helm’s Deep stuff
When I wrote The Snake’s Song, I consciously chose to base the structure on The Hobbit… but until rewatching Lord of the Rings this weekend, I hadn’t realized how much of the imagery I’d subconsciously pulled from the 2003 Return of the King.
Legolas is every bit as pretty as I remember.
The early 2000 Lord of the Rings movies really are such a masterpiece. There’s both nothing else quite like them… and yet pieces of them borrowed and embedded everywhere.
Watching Lord of the Rings makes me think about how much I want to write a story like that — so big and grand that it feels like the whole world is paying attention.
But then I remember… I have. My Entangled Universe trilogy.
Now if the whole world will just pay attention…