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Dirty Hills and Flashy Fires

One does not simply not marathon the whole Peter Jackson’s Tolkien-related body of works, once one does possesses all the DVDs … right? Right.

So I actually managed to marathon both The Lord of the Rings trilogy and the Hobbit trilogy during this weekend.┬áIt was hot, okay? Worst heatwave we’ve had in a lot of years here in Italy. And I was with a group of friends and we were incredibly bored and incredibly sleepless.

No, don’t worry, I’m not going to bore you all with six never ending reviews. I just wanted to write down something I’be been thinking about for a while, since we finished watching.

In long time gone by – The Lord of the Ring trilogy, I binge-watched. I wasn’t old enough to go to the movies alone when it came out, and I totally hit the Tolkien Mania years later. Thus, all three movies in one go. Many, many years ago – still, I marathon them once a year at least. That’s how much I love them.

The Hobbit trilogy, I went to see to the theater, properly, once a year and all. And … it was good. Quite good, in fact. Emotional and catching and surprising, but there was something that sat wrong with me, and I couldn’t pinpoint what exactly the problem was. It took me the six movies long marathon to understand it.

It’s about cinematography.

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