I went to see The Return of the King again today. Loved it as much as ever, maybe more. Saw a few new things - nothing terribly relevant, but each new detail adds flavour to the rest.
Before leaving home, I went carefully through my morning routine, and everything was fine. I even fit in a little Esperanto, and wrote something on my Esperanto LJ; and made a few pieces of origami. Of course it helped that it was a Saturday, and I didn't have to pack everything in to the time between six and starting work at nine. Going for a walk was problematic - there was freezing rain overnight, and the sidewalks weren't easy to walk on. I went to Bank Street and back. I won't get anywhere fast at that right, but the Hobbits were slowed down by the Misty Mountains, right?
Dinner was at the Baton Rouge - there's a branch now in Kanata. I went to the one in Toronto with the Dunnett crowd in October; that was for brunch, and it was quiet, and easy for conversation. The one here was noisy and crammed full of people. I couldn't even shout across the table to talk to Vicky, and had occasional trouble hearing
I wanted a snack during the movie but didn't want to be tempted by popcorn, which is off my diet. I couldn't get green beans at Loeb so I got carrots instead, cooked them lightly, and put on melted butter (or ghee, actually) and salt. It was delicious. Much more filling than popcorn; I couldn't even finish the bag of carrots I'd brought.
Am I talking too much about food?
During The Return of the King I sniffled at the usual spots, but teared up in a few more places - like the scene at the Green Dragon, when the Hobbits feel so estranged from the life they used to know. And when Eowyn told Eomer that Merry had every right to fight for those he loved. This time, when she and Merry first saw the forces of Morder attacking the Gates of Minas Tirith right before the Battle of Pelennor Fields, I got all sentimental at that thought that the look of alarm on Merry's face was because he was thinking: "Pippin is in there."
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Date: 2004-01-03 11:23 pm (UTC)That scene, where Merry and Eowyn both yell in unison with the men, always got to me, because it shows such bravery. This would've been Eowyn's first time at war, and I can only imagine what a sight that must've felt like to her, much as she has always wanted to fight. The full reality of war falling upon her and then the passion and the courage rising up to counteract the fear.
Love it.
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