It all began about ten years ago when I decided to rent a video of the first film. It was like, hmm ok so I suppose everyone's talking about it so maybe I should go watch it too.
Then my mind got totally blown.
You know how it's like when you're watching or listening to something and often you just pass something off as so-so or mediocre or nothing worth remembering? I suppose I'm some kind of jaded art fool who would not recognize a classic when I see one even if it's dancing naked in front of me. That's how bad I am, really. It's amazing when I see everyone going crazy over a film, or a song, and I just don't get it. Sad.
But when I watched this film, it was "oh" at first. Then another "oh!". Then "oh wow!". I was hooked, I couldn't help it, I loved it. I was all over it. Yes, it felt like great sex.
So then I decided to get myself a copy of the book. I mean, alright so it was based off several books by JRR Tolkien so let's see how the film compares to the actual literature.
And that's when it got even better. I couldn't put those books down. Literally devoured them. So the movie (and the two sequels) maybe amazing by themselves, but it is in Tolkien's written word where the real action and the real drama are at.
A visual film could only take your imagination so far. But the written word, that's the real intoxicating drug that can take you off into an escapist wonderland where you can just forget about your worries for a few hours and join an adventure led by knights, elves, and everything else in between.
It's been almost ten years since I got hooked. And I'm still reading the books at least once a year since then.
It's my addiction.
And the intoxication feels wonderful.
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