Oh, you are going to LOVE it. You will return to your house and immediately blog about it, before rest or sleep. Of course. – batgrl
Am I that predictable? Or is this some sort of blogger disease to which all of us have fallen victim?
I have returned from my first-of-many viewings of Return of the King. Were it not for the prospect of future, extended edition goodness next Christmas, I would have little left to look forward to. Other than going to see it again tonight, of course!!
Don’t worry about spoilers, nor even hints of such from me. It’s still swirling around in my brain, and I have to let it settle down a bit anyway.
I will say that I am soooo glad I went this morning. As with the Fellowship, I found myself spending too much time anticipating what was to come and wondering how they were going to do it to sit back and really enjoy thing. Unlike Two Towers, however, there were no “Ohhh, man, why’d they have to mess with the story?” moments.
Did it follow the book precisely? No, it did not.
Were things left out? Yes, definitely.
Did it matter? Not one whit.
I don’t mean to sound all melodramatic, like this is the greatest movie ever and that no one could possibly see anything wrong with it. But… man that was good.
And, yes, Batty. I fought back tears. Twice.