Posted December 17th, 2003 by Michelle

Politics, Republicans, Wars, all of it be damned. Ultimately, when Return of the King exists, the rest of it is just distraction.

I will include no spoilers, here, so fear not. But I’m actually going to have to see it a few more times before I can answer the question: “What do you think about the movie?” It’s like trying to qualify the Beatles, or Monet, or a Mouton Rothschild cabernet. You can break it down, you can analyze, but the greatness is simply in the experience.

As much as I’ve been looking forward to this night, I’m also mourning that it is already over. What now do I have to look forward to? What the hell am I going to do next December? I have to be satisfied with Christmas!?!? Ah, me. I will have to resort to returning to my own inner fantasy life. Rich as it is, I could not have created Aragorn. Tonight, Jordana leaned over to me and said, “You know he’s like 45” to which I replied, with a sigh, “Perfect”. Viggo Mortensen, I understand that your former wife was Exene. I realize that I am no famous rock star, nor a known actor. But I have a lot to offer. We have much in common. I, too, like horses.

Mr. Peter Jackson, I appeal to you to follow through with your yearn to make “The Hobbit”. I know that there are no female hobbit heroes, but given some digital lengthening effects I could quite easily be an elf. I already have the hair.

Yours truly,

The future Mrs. Mortensen