Helsinki - Day 40

Watched LotR: FotR & TTT again one right after the other.

It's bizarre. I've never gone all gah gah over a movie before, much less two. I'm trying to think why they affect so much.

I thought maybe it was because I've never really seen an epic movie before but I watched Gladiator as well and while I really enjoyed it, it doesn't create in me a cacophony of emotions the way the LotR movies do.

Thinking about it, I can only come to the conclusion that it's a combination of great acting, great imagery and great music. If I were in charge of the awards, there are several people I would have given Oscars to. Including a joint one to all the people that created Gollum.

My God. I think out of all the characters stories, his is the most heart wrenching. The scene where Smeagol tells Gollum to go away and the one where Gollum comforts Smeagol after Faramir captures him makes me whimper ever time. I wonder how many people actually understood that he was two personalities.

Gollum is the only character in the movie that I despair for. I felt sad when Boromir died. I felt sorry when Frodo really began to feel the weight of the ring. But Gollum calls forth misery.

Everytime I watch TTT, I find myself desperately wanting him to have a happy ending. Even though I know that he can't.

Or maybe he does.

After all, in the end he does finally get his precious. And this time, noone will take it away from him.

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Helsinki - Still Day 40

Good God. I think I'm obsessed. I'm going to babble more about the LotR movies. It's all Viccy's fault.

Okay, a little background here. I've never read Tolkien. Actually, that's a lie.

I started to read the FotR but I never finished it. I think I was about 14 or 15 and I just found it too confusing. All the different characters. All the different places.

So when the movies came out in the theatre, I still had the perception of my 14yr old self. I was all Tolkien??? Blech! I figured only people who were devoted to the books would want to go see the movies. And since that was not me, I did not imbibe.

Then I came here and Viccy was all I have this little movie I want to show you. And I thought, well... it can't be that bad if she likes it. So we watched it. And from then on I was doomed.

I remember the two of us counting the days until the dvd of TTT came out. We watched that one and I was even more doomed. I've seen them both four times now and I both respect and loathe Peter Jackson.

And mention not the third and final movie.

I want to see it and I don't want to see it. I think it will kill me. Or at the very least drain me emotionally.

I keep thinking I should go see it in the theatre but only after the big rush is over. So that noone but the usher will see the blubbering wreck I surely will become.

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