Here follows a picspam, preceded by a reflection.
As regular readers know, I’ve been thinking for a while about why I have responded so strongly to film-Frodo. I already discussed the amorous side to that response in a different entry. But there’s still the heart-pulling, cherishing sort of love that Frodo triggers, a love that is non-amorous. It’s the love I felt first for him. The images of Frodo I am thinking of come from scenes which bring out the combination in him of the rare and other-worldly, and that which is completely and recognizably human.
I’ve mentioned to some of you before how I would have chosen Audrey Hepburn (1929-1993) to be my Lúthien, a heroine renowned for her beauty, but also for her passion, courage, honesty and resolve. ( Collapse )Do I think Hepburn would make a great Lúthien because she is so beautiful? Being beautiful doesn’t hurt, but there are actresses past and present with more perfect faces. It’s her spirit, I think, which has come through the fire of her childhood experiences, that draws me: a soaring, transcendent spirit, paired with a scrappy will to live. She’s got qualities from both ends of the spectrum. It is the intense mix of these qualities—and her excellence at portraying them—that so moves and enchants me when I watch her on screen. That’s what makes me think of Lúthien. It also makes me think of Frodo.
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