Words are eternal, but movies are not.
A few days ago, I watched what may very likely be my last visual and auditory experience in Middle Earth, with the final hobbit installment. What a sad day!
I’ve loved JRR Tolkien’s “The Lord of the Rings” (LOTR) well before Peter Jackson’s excellent movies came out. I read every word, fell in love with the characters, and enjoyed the epicness. I’ve read LOTR several times in my life, enjoying it wholeheartedly each time. It never gets boring, it never gets old.
When I was 16, the first Peter Jackson LOTR movie came out, and it was unfathomable: the movies were AS GOOD AS THE BOOKS. That’s insane, because movies are almost never as good as the book, especially when the book is amazing as LOTR.
Yet, Peter’s rendition of Middle Earth was beautiful. He managed to change the way I imagine elves, men, and orcs, in a way that other movies have not (Harry Potter characters for example do not look like they do in the movies in my mind, nor does “The Game of Thrones”, or “True Blood”).
Peter’s Middle Earth is a perfect imagining. The sounds are perfect. The outfits are perfect. The acting is perfect.
I’m so sad it’s done, because with it’s end, it died. I tried to rewatch LOTR a few days ago. You can see the green screen :) Movies die, but Peter’s characters will never die, as far as I’m concerned.
Goodbye, Elve. Goodbye, Orc. Goodbye, Man.