It is no secret that my husband and I have very different tastes when it comes to movies. Sure there are many we do agree and love (I am talking about you Drive) but there are far more we disagree about seeing and enjoying.
The biggest offender of this probably is The Lord of the Rings trilogy. I love fantasy novels and movies, so no, that is not the issue. I also love a lot of the people in the cast...Charlie "Not Penny's Boat" Pace (serious LOST spoiler alert if you click on that link). So, not a casting issue either. It's just, I don't understand why Frodo just didn't get rid of the damn ring during hour two, because really, it would have saved me at least $15 bucks and seven hours of my life.
Fast forward...The Hobbit is being made into two movies, by Peter Jackson, of the Rings Trilogy fame. When I heard the news I could have cared less. I did not like the book or the play. In fact, I remember being in 7th grade when my High School did a production of The Hobbit and about 30 minutes in wanted to eat my face off from boredom. My husband on the other hand cannot wait.
He loves all the Tolkien books (and movies) like some people love the Bible. He even thought we should take our honeymoon in New Zealand, not to see New Zealand but to STAY IN THE HOBBIT HOUSES!
A little while ago the first Hobbit trailer was finally released. We were laying in bed talking about movies and decided to watch the trailer. Have you seen it? Well, again, not my cup of tea, but honestly, watching my husband watch the trailer should have been a movie itself.
There was smiling, giggles, screams of "AWESOME!," more giggles and then tears. Yes, HE CRIED WHEN THE HOBBITS SANG (correction from my husband -the Dwarves we're singing, not the Hobbits). The scene of them singing reminds me of the Irish Hour NPR airs on Sundays at noon (apparently that hour is called The Thistle and Shamrock with Fiona Ritchie another correction from my husband), my least favorite hour on the radio.
I was in disbelief. I do not think I have ever cried over a movie trailer. Cried in a movie, yes, totally acceptable, but crying over hobbits (or dwarves, if we are being totally correct here, geez) singing a song, I was speechless. I am sure I had this face the entire time this was happening.
The best part, to this day, is that when we talk about The Hobbit the following spews from him "When they broke out in song....(insert grunt noise and hand to heart motion) it made me tear up. It's gonna be so good. AHH!"
For all those that want to go sing hobbit songs (whatever, dwarf songs) and cry, please contact my husband. He will sit there with you, drink an ale and weep tears for the homies Sam, Pippin and Merry (and apparently added by my husband: Fili, Kili, Oin, Gloin, Thorin Oakenshield, Dwalin, Balin, Bifur, Bofur, Bombur, Dori, Nori, and Ori).