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Zoë Tavares Bennett's avatar

I watched the three Lord of the Rings movies in theaters with my two cousins, who are only a year and three years older than me respectively, and whose dad, my uncle and my dad's twin brother, recently passed away in March. The Lord of the Rings movies are sacred to us because of our dads, who were huge fans and showed us the movies growing up, and of course, they had at one point seen them all in theaters. For us, this was our first time seeing them on the big screen, so it was very special, and we all noticed how each movie seemed even better than the last.

We had a lot of laughs watching them in theaters (the humor in the movies was all the more obvious when the entire theater laughs with you!), and we couldn't help but notice that stretched on the big screen the special effects were more noticeable (Frodo running into Mount Doom was the funniest by far). But we still thought they were absolute masterpieces, down to the last nut and acorn, and we loved the atmosphere in the theaters, where people clapped and shouted and gasped and laughed along. We thought it hilarious on the first night when people clapped after Aragorn defeated the orc that killed Boromir, either applauding the fight sequence or the character's actual victory or both, it was hard to tell.

In fact, seeing it in theaters where you can't pause the movie or be easily distracted by a phone or conversation made it all the more obvious how each scene, each line, each song, and even sometimes just a single word or gesture, felt so iconic, and how we wouldn't change any of it for the world. It seems when you rewatch a movie enough times, you learn to love every second of it. I even found myself thinking in jest "I won't part with a ssssingle second" just like Smaug with his gold. They are precious to me!

Of course, we also shed tears, especially in light of my uncle's passing, but I was still surprised how movies that I've watched countless times can still bring me to tears so easily. When Boromir was struck down, or Gandalf fell and the Elves sang a song for him, the sadness was felt poignantly. Or Gandalf's description to Merry of what happens after death, which we listened to as if he were trying to comfort us too. For me, I struggled the most watching Eowyn's uncle's death, her grief too resembling of mine.

But in the end, it was the goodbye of Gandalf and Frodo before they board the ship into the West that moved us the most, especially after the grand, epic finale that is The Return of the King. Even though I knew I would rewatch the movies many more times to come, the goodbye felt more final somehow, as if we were saying goodbye not only to Frodo and Gandalf and Middle-earth, but also to a sacred moment in time where for a brief few days, we felt my uncle's presence near us, and with the end of the films we had to let him go and return to our lives, much like Sam has to, and write the rest of the story ourselves.

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Brian Huseland's avatar

And in your post Halbrand needs to be changed to Haldir. 😁

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