Tonight, as a change of pace, I did not hang out on the internet (until now) but watched a film of my husband's choice with him. (Later I will be finishing Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets with our daughter.)
We watched the very well-known American film, The Shawshank Redemption.
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You are lucky to be less obsessed, Pearl. I didn't expect to see any Frodo parallels in Shawshank, you know, but there they were, lurking.
Or were they...?
As I write this post, I am wondering if my propensity to keep seeing Frodo-ian agendas in everything is not so much to do with the story's admitted universality (and breadth and depth, etc.), but because I myself am in a liminal state, imaginatively.
Before I started writing, myself, I was not this "bad." It occurs to me, just now, therefore, that because I am now always moving through a sea of images and scenarios, all swirling around Frodo and his story, I tend to see links to it in everything I see. Perhaps, until I finish, I won't be capable of truly appreciating some other story or character, because I'm not really giving it my full attention.
Since I have been working on my fic, I find I am almost always thinking about it, even dreaming about it. While reading and watching Harry Potter, it was not as though I was making conscious parallels between Rowling and Tolkien (or Lewis, for that matter), or between the HP films and the LotR films, but always just under my conscious level of attention flitted scenes and images from my own story -- the parts already written or to come. Everytime they surfaced I would be pulled away from the immediate experience of what I was reading or watching to follow that story-related thought down some alley. I'd be watching the film, physically, but find myself in the next scene, clueless as to what had happened. Was the film not good? No, it was good enough. And Shawshank was a massively better film. Yet as I watched it, as soon as associations to the Frodo story were perceived, there my imagination went, streaming down my fanfic corridors, making connections, imagining scenarios, all the while that the DVD was still playing.
I guess what I am saying, Pearl, or trying to say, is that I think my "obsessed state" has more to do with the fact that I am in the clutches of active imagining myself, right now, not because everything in the world actually has a true connection to the LotR materials. Perhaps I am incapable of giving a fair viewing or reading of anything until it no longer fills my mind the way it does.
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Anyway, I know what you mean about thinking about stuff from LOTR in real life. :) I do it too, and I do it with other stuff besides LOTR. Like traveling; sometimes, I am doing everyday normal stuff and I'll just stop and remember when I did the same thing, but in a different spot in the world. Or I think about what the birds in the jungle that I saw are doing right now. Are they still alive? Is it raining right now, or does the sun shine at that spot by the waterfall that I loved so much? As I sit here and study for histology, does that bird call, echoing so lovely through the trees like it did when I first heard it? :)
For LOTR stuff, I usually am reminded about it when I hear people say something or do something that reminds me of either the book or the movie. :D
Lembas :)
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Do you mean like "deja-vu"?
Or I think about what the birds in the jungle that I saw are doing right now. Are they still alive? Is it raining right now, or does the sun shine at that spot by the waterfall that I loved so much? As I sit here and study for histology, does that bird call, echoing so lovely through the trees like it did when I first heard it? :)
This is a poignant thought, a sort that often strikes me, too. I know just what you mean. Rosamunda will have those feelings often, you know ... afterwards.
OT: Lembas, are you a member of Board 77?
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Including all you guys! :) *hug*
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