I’m writing late tonight because I just got home from watching “The Hobbit:An Unexpected Journey.”
In this house, “The Lord of the Rings,” “The Fellowship of the Ring,” “The Two Towers” and “The Return of the King” were appointment viewing. When those movies hit our local theatre, we were there within the first few days.
Leroy read J.R.R. Tolkien’s famous books in short order and that is saying something because they are not light reading.
So there I was, sitting in the theatre this afternoon in awe of director Peter Jackson’s amazing work…again. I was transported back to Middle Earth willingly. But it was more than just seeing the familiar scenes of the Shire with its little round houses etched out of the earth, or hearing the double-speak of Gollum and the wise words of Gandalf…it was a lot more than that.
Call me crazy, but I wasn’t alone in that long empty row of theatre seats today. I just knew there was a very familiar sense of some one special sharing this movie with me. Driving home, in my mind, I could hear the conversation we would have had about the film. The delight of very special character, the beauty of each special effect and the storytelling that simplified the complicated story. And then we’d talk about seeing it again!!
Oh, how Leroy would have loved this movie, and it probably would have sent him right back to the book shelves in the house where the Tolkien books rest.
It was a great afternoon being back in Middle Earth again….it’s a dangerous place…full of Orc’s and Great Beasts and Trolls….but you never know who else might be watching!