Ummm...Legolas you sure are yummy.
Growing up, I hated Lord Of The Rings. I couldn’t comprehend anyone’s fascination with Middle Earth and it’s dysfunctional issues. It was a total chore to finish up a trilogy about a bunch of hobbits and their fellow bodyguards protecting a ring that was to be destroyed. Does that even make sense? I mean the ring was neither purchased at Tiffany’s nor was it encrusted in diamonds and yet there they were risking their life over it. Come on now, seriously?
I understand that J.R.R Tolkien was a professor at Oxford University but did he have to be so detailed? His wordy prose and tedious descriptions were a total turn off. Did it really have to take that many pages to describe a forest full of trees? They talked. We get it. See? That only took two words. Everything was just so long and drawn out.
So, when years later Tommy suggested watching the movie version, I vehemently rejected the idea. Never have I seen a movie that bested the book counterpart of it but Tommy didn’t care. He dragged me into the movie theater kicking and screaming anyway. And as I sat there hoping the fool would choke on his popcorn, the movie started. From the moment the lights dimmed, I was riveted. Peter Jackson brought to life everything I could not imagine. I left the theater feeling a bit dumb-founded. How did I miss all this? The movie was just far greater then Tolkien’s drivel, right? I mean, I couldn’t possibly be that wrong about a book. I went home on a personal mission to prove to myself that I was right all along, only to find out, that I wasn’t. Reading LOTR as an adult was completely a different experience. I found that there was a purpose to his “wordy prose and tedious descriptions.” Wow, it was to bring everything to life, to show the loyalty, the strength, the weaknesses within the fellowship. I couldn't get enough of it.
When I finally put the last book down, I was saddened by the thought that if there were no movie version, I would've lost the chance to enjoy one of the greatest piece of literature written. So, sorry J.R.R Tolkien for everything I've ever said about you and thank you Peter Jackson for bringing to life Legolas...and the rest of the crew =p
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Oh man, I was about to stop stalking you and stop this pseudo-internet-ship thing we have going on b/c you were dissing Tolkien. My inner fangirl kinda went into " DESTROY!" mode b/c I can be violent like that. XD
But I'm glad the pretty elf show you the light b/c now I can keep on stalking you! hurhur
p.s: A few years ago, I would have "MINE!" Legolas all over the place but now I'm willing to share him a little on the Astral Plane. Aragorn though? MINE!
Are you still running around screaming "that's what I'm Tolkien about" after every Legolas scene. Those were the days.
Ssangchudream: believe me she appreciates Tolkien a little too much. she has the students running around screaming "something draws near, i can feel it."
So Ms. Do how do you feel about the Peja trade? I was half expecting to see all your posts to be about the Mavericks.
Are you still running around screaming "that's what I'm Tolkien about" after every Legolas scene. Those were the days.
Ssangchudream: believe me she appreciates Tolkien a little too much. she has the students running around screaming "something draws near, i can feel it."
So Ms. Do how do you feel about the Peja trade? I was half expecting to see all your posts to be about the Mavericks.
Ssangchudream: yes, legolas sure did point me to the light..he had me at "and you have my bow." Needless to say, i was a bit embarrassed after realizing what great a folly I had made. Aragorn...you may have to fight Tommy for him...me thinks someone has a guy crush =p
Carter: whaddup coach!!! How's Kansas? Man i sure do miss those days yo. And yes, I will continue to say yo for as long as I please =p Since you've been gone...I have no one to share my lovely quotes and have football, basketball talks with. That's what happens when you leave the state of Texas for a "gal" I don't talk Mavericks because I might not be able to stop. But my boy Dirk...looking good huh?
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