It's been a little since I've written, but I've been busy reading! I am nearing the final battle, and I am surprised at how great Lord of the Rings has been. Beautiful language is only the half of it. Tolkien designed the story with amazing care, it seems. There is little room for confusion, and the length of the series (three books about 300 pages each) is neither too long nor too short.
One of the most enjoyable things of the series was summed up perfectly by a fellow LOTR fans: everyone gets to be a hero, everyone does their part. I was under the misapprehension that Frodo was going to be the main character, that he would be the hero who saves the day, and yet, though I am sure he, too, will do his part, he is by no means the defining character of the novel. In fact, he is one of the least active characters, for his task lies at the end of a long road. It is the battles that go on while he journeys to Mordor that captivate the reader, the well described battles that demonstrate the courage, the skill, and the honor of all those who fight the Dark Lord's power, regardless the cost.
I love, love, love the relationships in the novel. Though individual characters are not focused on at length, the deep affection between characters like Sam and Frodo or Legolas and Gimlí is emphasized often. I love these friendships, for they each have something special to them. Sam's devotion to his master reaches no limits, and he is willing to put himself in the face of great, deathly danger regardless of his fear if it means remaining by Frodo's side. A scene I shan't soon forget is Sam and Frodo, alone on snowy mountains, filled with despair as Frodo starts to feel the weight of the ring. Frodo sleeps with his head in Sam's lap, and the scene is filled with such an intense love and tenderness; their bond is beyond friendship. I do not mean to imply a romantic relationship between these two, for though they are often physical, I do not think that was Tolken's intention. To say so would in a way undermine the relationship they do have, which is one of deep understanding and everlasting loyalty.
Gimlì and Legolas have a much more lighthearted relationship, one that grew against all logic, for elves and dwarves historically have no business together. As they gain respect for each other and their respective races, though, they build a wonderful relationship. Each acknowledges the skill of the other, they share with each other joy of the things they love and overall they make a perfect team. Short, uncouth Gimlí, armed with his ax, fighting against Mordor's hosts of orcs with Legolas and his elvin bow was wonderful. Their playful banter in the midst of battle, keeping count of their kills, was great. Their friendship is a sign of goodness and unity in the face of evil.
Well, though I have much, much more I wish to say about the series, I must be off. I will write soon, when I finish the series once and for all (once my school load lessens and I get back to non-stop reading, that is). I have to start thinking about what book to read next! There's King's new novel, which has recieved great praise in reviews, but my mom didn't like it enough to keep reading...any ideas, anyone?
Oh! And before I go, one last thing. I saw the first LOTR movie yesterday! LOVED it! Oh, such a wonderful job; beautiful scenery, perfectly chosen actors, and a script that was in accord with the novels. There were a few changes, but they enhanced the story and made the visual experience that much more fulfilling. Ta ta for now, readers!
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