Soon, my precious... soon...
In a matter of hours I will be watching The Two Towers with a veritable slew of friends--Max, Ron, Joel, and Alan. You will no doubt be subjected to my opinions of the movie once I find the time to write them down. I must confess that a vague unease accompanies my excitement into this one, as I have heard that more liberties have been taken with the storyline of The Two Towers than were with Fellowship. Being a Tolkien pseudo-purist who has yet to accept the presence of Arwen in the first film, this is of great concern to me.
In the meantime I have been poring over a fascinating article at Salon, kindly pointed out to me by Alan, about The Lord of the Rings. I don't entirely buy the article's central argument--and I'm getting really tired of reading smug references to the trilogy's alleged racist undertones--but it's thought-provoking nonetheless. Terry Mattingly's column this week, also about Tolkien, is equally worth your time.
Oh, and tomorrow I fly out to California for a much-anticipated Christmas vacation. My next entry may well be posted from the idyllic climes of Escondido, California.