Here is the post I just put up right now on the ‘Lord of the Rings’ forum of TORn ((The One Ring.net), my favorite site for all things Tolkien, an author I love, including the two remarkable Film Trilogies made by Peter Jackson from both LOTR and now also The Hobbit; along with the two lines in the end that I chose as my ‘footer’ on TORn, I want to share with you, here too, my feelings on this anniversary of a most beautifully memorable moment for me: the one when I saw for the first time ‘The Fellowhip of the Ring’ (FOTR), based on the first volume of Tolkien’s book:
It is Altaïra’s article that brought me here today, back on the LOTR board for this 15th Anniversary of the opening of FOTR:
Then once here I saw there had been this thread, earlier in December, which matched exactly what I too wanted most to talk about on such a day as this 15th Anniversary!…
I read every single post, taking so much pleasure in re-living through each of them (except two) my own feelings of stunned awe and wonderment when I first saw FOTR, in a big theater in Paris, France.
Like many at the time, I was among the complete fans of the books, who weren’t sure what to expect, and anxiously anticipated possibly the worst when they still decided to give it a try.
And then, sitting there in the darkness of this vast but full theater, all became silent, and in that silence slowly arose that extraordinary, deep feminine voice, speaking those few words in Elvish, and in English, out of nowhere, out of time itself – and the whole world suddenly turned into Middle-earth, fully alive with its incredibly ancient and intense atmosphere, its magical, overwhelming presence made magically real.
I must have started breathing again at some point of course, but I never became aware of it, totally transfixed as I remained for the full time while its peoples of all kinds, and those of them I cherished since so long, one by one appeared on the screen, looking exactly as I had imagined them, or even better themselves than I had been able to imagine them…
The places, the landscapes, everything was just right, the music itself was absolutely entrancing, so perfectly adapted it was to every culture and every moment of the mostly so well-known events that unfolded like in the books – even when they didn’t, it somehow didn’t disturb me at all, I took it all in just the same as it seemed to flow out from the same magical Source.
Thank you, Sir Peter Jackson and all those others who helped create this. Even if that first viewing of this first film would have been the only one memorable, I would have to thank you for it as one of the most beautiful memories of my life; but on top of it it turned out to be only the beginning of a whole wonderful Trilogy for LOTR, and now even one more for the Hobbit…
My heart outflows with gratitude that this happened in this lifetime of mine.
‘Is everything sad going to come untrue?’
(Sam, ‘The Field of Cormallen’, in ‘The Return of the King’.)