Like many children during the Holiday season, you lay awake, despite the best-laid plans.
See, the idea was that you would go to sleep early; very early, in fact — hoping that if you dozed off, the magick hour would arrive that much sooner.
Anything, anything to make it arrive sooner.
The plan has failed: you lie on your back, staring at the ceiling; waiting, daydreaming of all the wondrous new things just a few hours away. Sleep? You can barely keep from shivering with anticipation.
That jolly old white-bearded man with the gentle smile…
those clever elves and their toys…
Andúril, the Flame of the West, reforged from the shards of Narsil…
Of course I’m talking about the Return of the King’s midnight release; what did you think?
[no spoilers ahead]
So, realizing that we wouldn’t be able to go tonight, very probably wouldn’t be able to go Thursday night, and didn’t want to fight the crowds on Friday, Jackie and I bit the bullet and got tickets to the midnight show of Lord of the Rings: Return of the King.
The verdict? Amazing. Like Two Towers, it left me immediately wanting the extended edition, but without the vague sense of dissatisfaction that TT gave me.
Let me pick a few high points:
- Shelob’s even better than I’d hoped.
- Anduril looks really cool.
- The PotD and the Beacon-lighting sequence: wow.
- Sam is the MAN.
- If I were Aragorn, I totally would have picked Eowyn, but I’ve always thought that. (I’d like to see Arwen pick up one of those Rohirrim swords… ‘d probably break her wrist.)
So much more spoilerish stuff to say. SO much more. Everyone must go see it so I can spaz out talking about it.
I want the extended edition NOW.