So on Sat/Sun
theoret and I went to the IMAX's all night LOTR marathon. Started at around midnight, finished at twenty past eleven (it would normally have been twenty past ten, to be fair, but the clocks went forward at some point whilst Frodo was being stabbed by Nazgul.) I imagine that the sleep deprivation and the starting my period in the break between TT and ROTK probably didn't help with the emotional fragility, but GOOD GOD TEARS JUST POURING CEASELESSLY DOWN MY FACE FOR THE LAST HOUR. In the end I gave up wiping them away and just let them pool in my collarbones whilst I stared helplessly up at the screen into Elijah Wood's eyes, shaking a little bit and biting my fingers to keep from actually sobbing.
EVERYTHING ABOUT THESE FILMS MAKES ME CRY. I am pretty sure that half of the things that are now guaranteed to make me well up these days I got from watching LOTR in the first place. FOTR was probably the first 12 I ever saw in the cinema! I had never seen anything so epic before! It was all quiet overwhelming! And so now in any film whenever there is a particularly dramatic musical climax, or people battle in slow motion, or symbolic dawns, or epic panning shots across mountains, or something dramatic happens in slow motion with muted volume, I am emotionally done for.
AND OFC THE TRILOGY CONTAINS ALL THESE THINGS. BY THE BUCKET LOAD.
And also perhaps most importantly of all it contains Frodo and Sam. Sob.
So now I am emotionally distraught and digging through ancient fic archives and old old crack_van recs and the tiny LOTR section on AO3 and all the old favourites I read when I was 12/13/14 that aren't now dead links to get my Frodo/Sam fix. THIS HAPPENS TO ME EVERY TIME. EVERY TIME I WATCH LOTR, I descend into a Middle Earth nostalgia spiral. I'm reading The Hobbit, I'm planning to read the trilogy next, I kind of want to watch the extended editions again, sometimes I think about Elijah Wood's face and want to cry a little bit.
BEING A FANGIRL IS HARD AND PAINFUL WORK SOMETIMES.
On the brighter side though, when Boromir said 'one does not simply walk into Mordor' everyone in the IMAX CHUCKLED A BIT.
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Also, super unrelated, I've got a wisdom teeth coming through and it has taken all the joy out of eating. The bastard.