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Daegwenn · 03-31-2002, 10:05 PM

After I had gotten out of the movie theatre from seeing We Were Soldiers for the second time, I got to thinking about why I liked it. It was so different from all the other movies that I had seen and loved. I am not American, and I certainly wasn't even born during the time when the Vietnamese War was fought. I had no family that fought in it, or knew anyone that had or had family members in the war. You are probably wondering why I have written this and hadn't even mentioned Lord of the Rings yet...hold on.I wondered why I loved Lord of the Rings so much that I was driven to see it three times, and each time, the same emotions were invoked by certain scenes (I am NOT comparing this to [i/]We were Soldiers[i] but, I am comparing the emotions that were experienced during both movies). Then it dawned on me; I don't really care about who's doing what...I care about what I think. Maybe this is one of those 'uh...good Job Daegwenn, I am glad you realized that finally..' type of moments. But bear with me. Many people were dazzled by the special affects in the LOTR movie. They wanted to see the movie over and over again because of the actors and actresses in it. Or the fact that it had been written by their most favorite author. Or they loved elves or the fantasy realm in general. I loved it because of the beauty in the feelings that I had experienced. The happiness when Bilbo used the ring at his party. The breath-taking, seat gripping scenes of Frodo and Company meeting the Ringwraiths. The sadness when Gandalf died, and then when Boromir died. To feel a connection to the characters is what hooked me. I had no idea that the books were that good. I didn't even care about them, or even stop to pick one of them up to read. When I did, I was transported to a world where the lines between make-believe and fantasy were blurred for that instant. And I loved every minute of it. So, as I wrap this up, I want to say this: Forget about the handsome faces and forget about the cool affects. Think about the feelings that you are experiencing when you are sitting in your seat, watching the movie or when you are sitting in your seat, waiting for the movie to begin. You'll learn a lot about yourself. ^_^ Now I have spoken my piece, I will cross my fingers, huddle under my desk, and hope that I didn't insult anyone. ~~Daegwenn[ March 31, 2002: Message edited by: Daegwenn ][ March 31, 2002: Message edited by: Daegwenn ]

03-31-2002, 10:05 PM	#1
Daegwenn Haunting Spirit Join Date: Feb 2002 Location: Lothlórien Posts: 82	Why I love a Movie. After I had gotten out of the movie theatre from seeing <I>We Were Soldiers</I> for the second time, I got to thinking about why I liked it. It was so different from all the other movies that I had seen and loved. I am not American, and I certainly wasn't even born during the time when the Vietnamese War was fought. I had no family that fought in it, or knew anyone that had or had family members in the war. <P>You are probably wondering why I have written this and hadn't even mentioned <I>Lord of the Rings</I> yet...hold on.<P>I wondered why I loved <I>Lord of the Rings</I> so much that I was driven to see it three times, and each time, the same emotions were invoked by certain scenes (I am NOT comparing this to [i/]We were Soldiers[i] but, I am comparing the emotions that were experienced during both movies). Then it dawned on me; I don't really care about who's doing what...I care about what I think. Maybe this is one of those 'uh...good Job Daegwenn, I am glad you realized that finally..' type of moments. But bear with me. <P>Many people were dazzled by the special affects in the LOTR movie. They wanted to see the movie over and over again because of the actors and actresses in it. Or the fact that it had been written by their most favorite author. Or they loved elves or the fantasy realm in general. I loved it because of the beauty in the feelings that I had experienced. The happiness when Bilbo used the ring at his party. The breath-taking, seat gripping scenes of Frodo and Company meeting the Ringwraiths. The sadness when Gandalf died, and then when Boromir died. To feel a connection to the characters is what hooked me. I had no idea that the books were that good. I didn't even care about them, or even stop to pick one of them up to read. When I did, I was transported to a world where the lines between make-believe and fantasy were blurred for that instant. And I loved every minute of it. <P>So, as I wrap this up, I want to say this: Forget about the handsome faces and forget about the cool affects. Think about the feelings that you are experiencing when you are sitting in your seat, watching the movie or when you are sitting in your seat, waiting for the movie to begin. You'll learn a lot about yourself. <P>^_^ Now I have spoken my piece, I will cross my fingers, huddle under my desk, and hope that I didn't insult anyone. <P>~~Daegwenn<P>[ March 31, 2002: Message edited by: Daegwenn ]<p>[ March 31, 2002: Message edited by: Daegwenn ] __________________ "And still of a winter’s night, they say, when the wind is in the trees, When the moon is a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, When the road is a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor, A highwayman comes riding— Riding—Riding— A highwayman comes riding, up to the old inn-door. Over the cobbles he clatters and clangs in the dark inn-yard. And he taps with his whip on the shutters, but all is locked and barred. He whistles a tune to the window, and who should be waiting there But the landlord’s black-eyed daughter, Bess, the landlord’s daughter, Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair" Highwayman Alfred Noyes