If it ever crossed your mind that the Stephanie Meyer (The Twilight Saga) or E L James (50 Shades of Grey) was a great writer, then stop reading. I didn’t write this for you.
The name was John Ronald Reuel Tolkien. And no matter how you measure epicness, he was, by far, the best. And I just spent 15 minutes in front of my laptop not typing anything because I couldn’t even find an angle to start describing it without being overwhelmed by many other aspects that were just as worthy of mentioning if not more.
In 2001, Peter Jackson brought (or at least tried to bring) the astonishing letters to life. The Fellowship of The Ring, followed by The Two Towers (2002) and The Return of The King (2003) may have won less awards than Titanic (1997) or may have earned less money than The Avengers (2012), but none could argue that the impact, the image left inside the brain of the spectators, the breaths taken by the moments, and the whole epicness of the movies were more than anyone could’ve bargained for.
But still, Jackson lacked. It was to be understood as he was restricted by time and resources and other God-knows-what. But he lacked.
So this time, through a sequence of events preceeding those of The Lord of The Rings Trilogy, Jackson brought us back one more time to the marvelous lands of Tolkien’s Middle Earth. Once again, starting from the Hobbit hole in Bag End, through the misty mountains, to the lonely ones where once the great dwarven kingdom Erebor lay, the Grey Wizard Gandalf and the uncles of some characters in the latter films set out for an adventure.
The Hobbit (book) was of a different mood from The Lord of The Rings (book). The scope was much smaller. The number of parallel storylines was also fewer. Even the scale of the evil was not as enormous. It was now that Jackson had it covered. He did a good job putting more signatures of Tolkien into the movie, thus providing us with more than just a story of an adventure pack. We got the chance to experience and absorb many of the cultures, musics, languages, natural riches, and mystics of the Middle Earth. At least more than the fast paced Lord of The Rings. And that was just LOVELY.
So all in all, this was a fantastic movie. It was not The Lord of The Rings. But it was never intented to be. So put your expectations high, but put it in the right compartment. Of course, anything more than this would be a spoiler. Or maybe not. Not that I cared, but whatever. The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey was expected to be terrific.
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