I’ve had a hard time trying to review An Unexpected Journey, the first in Peter Jackson’s trilogy adaptation of J.R.R. Tolkien’s The Hobbit. The one thing I’m sure of is that I was disappointed, but I’m still not sure what I wanted it to be. The thing is, I’m not sure it knew what it wanted to be either.

So, I’m going to break this up into several different sections, and we’ll see if it assembles into a coherent opinion by the end.

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Alive without breath,
As cold as death;
Never thirsty, ever drinking,
All in mail, never clinking.

My music, silence, beat and beauteous song,
Are made without a flute, a drum, or gong.
And if I spoke my name you would (you might) not know
If I were me or those who love (or hate!) me so.

Most often seen but once a year
But I am not a fruit or tree.
A brownish ruffled wrap I wear
And children will chase after me.

I cause avalanches, rain and snow.
But I’m part of living on Planet Earth.
Sometimes I just…

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