Three Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky, Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone, Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die, One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne in the Land of Mordor where the shadows lie.
One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them, One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them in the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
Last weekend saw the third annual ‘St. Paul’s Lord of the Rings-athon’ take place. And this years event was to be its biggest yet.
For the last three years now, me and my housemates at University have celebrated our love for Tolkien’s literal text and Jackson’s visual masterpiece by watching all three of the extended films in one whole evening. The night is always a huge success and something that we all look forward to greatly.
This years marathon was made extra special with the inclusion of a projector and huge white screen. Middle-Earth had never looked so good.
The evening is strenuous to say the least as all three films watched simultaneously last approx twelve hours. But it is well worth it. It’s a great evening and one that I look forward to every year that passes.
Ale and ginger beer was never too far as was a selection of breads and savoury snacks. Well ‘one does get awfully hungry when attempting to destroy the one ring’. What is so good about the evening is the coming together of a few good friends. We all share the same eagerness to watch the films, since we have started our Lord of the Rings-athon I will now only watch the films if they are extended, and watched back-to-back with my housemates around me.
So with the introduction of the projector and huge white board this year, not to mention dressing up as some of our most favourite characters from the trilogy made 2012’s adventure through Middle-Earth our best expedition yet.
But, that does mean that next year’s will have to be even better. I’m sure we can top it some how…
A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn’t. They kept going…