... but I really have to say it. I. DON'T. LIKE. LOTR.
At all.
I think it's one of the most boring books on the earth. It might have a nice plot, a well developed story, it might even be the best novel ever written, BUT...
It's so boring it comes out totally unreadable. Unreadable. Around the end of "The Two Towers" I was struggling for oxygen. It was unbearable, terrible. And I'm a proud reader of boring books, really I AM. I am not one who's afraid of long books, and when I check how many pages a book is long it's just 'cause I always hope it's a little bit longer than it seems.
BUT LOTR. GOD. UNREADABLE. How can such a boring book be considered one of the world's biggest masterpieces? How can people read and re-read it once, twice, many times? I don't get it, I don't get it at all.
Note 1: You dear LOTR lovers, friends, it's not like I have something against you. Not at all. You can love and read whatever you want, I totally respect your tastes. I just feel like the whole world agree on something I find blatantly wrong. Same thing for the HP series et cetera. I think now I can understand those people who don't like House. Poor, dear, stupid ones.
Note 2: Don't worry for my sanity. It's just that it's late June, it's Sicily, it's hot like an oven (I'm not joking, the weather report says 25°-32° here; 77°-89.6° for you Farenheit guys), that horrible sirocco wind from Sahara is blowing and drying even my blood, the sun hits my room like a laser sword and I would study inside the shower if only the books could be water repellent. And, you know, I can't even go to the beach and roast myself like a happy, happy lizard, 'cause I have three fucking exams on June 26th, 27th and 28th, and moreover I've already had the last one, but since I refused that lousy, insulting 27/30 of them I have to retry now. Oh, and I'm in my pre-menstrual syndrome. Just in the fucking middle of it. Shit.