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I watched the Hobbit from the legendary master JRR Tolkien, and was taken on a wonderful, amazing, wild ride. What a book, what a movie. With the amazing imagination of Tolkien, (although I fully believe that he was a traveller between parallel worlds, describing to his avid readers in amazing imagery, the worlds he had visited), combined with the mastery and passion of Peter Jackson, you are again taken away from the uncomplicated, ordinary life you lead. It starts with the attack on poor Bilbo, by the possibility of adventure in his life. Would you take that step? Would you give up tea in front of the fire, would you give up on reading of adventures in far away places, to go on a breathtaking journey, from which you could possibly not return? Would you?
Why is it that the most engrossing of books or movies has the underlining drama of the fight between good and evil? Enormous trolls wanting to make you their supper, ugly goblins hunting you. If you knew that would happen, would you take the step? Would you run out of your door and meet up with them? Maybe not, we are all so set in our ways. Rise, work, sleep. Day after day. So used to tea in front of the fire. What could be better than curling up with a book and watching the time slip by while fighting evil in distant lands, a long time ago? The ordinary becomes the norm. Everything out of the normal is a threat to your existence. Existence? Really??