Gandalf is falling into the depths of Moria; my roommate just got off an 8 hour shift at a local restaurant and I still haven't taken a shower and neither of us is going anywhere anytime soon. Lord of the Rings (specifically Fellowship tonight) has a certain stopping power to it, something I've noticed in my generation in particular. Then generation who had a yearly tradition of going to see the subsequent instalments of Peter Jackson's surprisingly faithful adaptation (don't bring up Arwen, most of us begrudgingly accepted her because she's hot, why can't you?). I'm pretty sure they just remind us that we used to get excited about going to see movies.
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