Author: J. R. R. Tolkien
Includes: The Hobbit, The Fellowship of The Ring, The Two Towers and The Return of the King.
THEY’RE TAKING THE HOBBITS TO ISENGARD! [GARD GARD GARD GARD]
Helloooo people of the world, long time no see! I am finally back with another Literary Love Letter, this particular one dedicated to none other than the Lord of The Rings Universe.
Ahh, yes, I did just hear the outraged gasp from all the Potterheads in the back row. But contrary to popular belief, you CAN be obsessed with that scarred, confused English kid and the whole troupe from The Hobbit and Lord of the Rings. I honestly do not understand the rivalry, we should all just hold hands and rejoice that we have good movie adaptations (sort of).
Aaaaanyway, LoTR was dragged into my life by my own little nerdy hands, when I decided that since all those kids in school were calling me a geek, I should truly become a geek by going on a mission to absorb all of geekdom culture (Which also involved marathons of Star Trek, Star Wars, Buffy The Vampire Slayer, Battlestar Galactica, Doctor Who and so, so many more)…
…a mission that ended with me crying by myself in my bedroom because good God, LoTR has an AMAZING soundtrack.
As of today, I own three different versions of all the books, all because a)Someone, somewhere decided that since I’m a “nerd” I must like fantasy books, b)My dad really knows me and got a box set in a garage sale he drove by one weekend, and c)I have absolute no control over myself when I see pretty new editions with original covers. AND I LOVE THEM ALL.
Our lord and master, the magnificent J. R. R. Tolkien, not only have us a faultlessly developed world, but characters and settings that until today change lives. I’m not being an overly-dramatic 18-year-old when I say this, I swear. If you think about it, there are so, so many people that would not be where they are today if it weren’t for that one little Ring. Orlando Bloom would have never taught Elvish on YouTube and New Zealand would have considerably less tourists.
The books themselves, despite their old-timey-wimey style, became my best friends when I was twelve. I proudly displayed them next to my Harry Potter and Narnia books, and to be honest, that hasn’t changed a bit. These books set the bar so high when it came to fantasy that all the other little books had to keep hopping around and yelling for ladders, because they just couldn’t reach it. The Hobbit and LoTR, in my head, look like one of those geographic models that show the layers of the Earth; there are so many layers of character, plot and scenery development that much like the Earth, we haven’t reached the center yet. We’ve made highly educated guesses, but every time we read those books again, new information comes up.
And duuuuuude, bonus points for incredibly visually-striking movies! Lots of heart-pumping aerial shots and pretty elves shooting things. When I grow up, I too want to be a short and hairy creature living in a hole in the ground, much like a Hobbit.
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