First impressions are important, and the line quoted in the title of this post is the very first look we get of Eowyn. The line is easy to miss, as it is buried between the description of King Theoden as we see him for the first time and the description of Grima Wormtongue, who is... Continue Reading →
Sam saw a White Star twinkle
The opening chapters of Book Six, the second part of Return of the King, have got to be some of the most oppressive and depressing pages I have ever read. Chapter Two especially, “The Land of Shadow,” is just overwhelming in the dreariness and bleakness and sameness of the landscape. "Across Gorgoroth" by Ted Nasmith... Continue Reading →
The Lord of the Mark comes forth!
After taking a little break, I have begun reading The Lord of the Rings aloud to my wife and daughter again. We picked up in Fangorn forest, and just this weekend I read to them of the healing of Theoden. It is one of those passages that I am surprised by time and again because... Continue Reading →
In the Sky far above the Shadows of Death
One of my absolute favourite passages in Lord of the Rings comes at the end of the chapter “The Siege of Gondor” in Return of the King. It is overwhelming in its darkness until, at the end, light and hope break in. It is a fantastic moment of eucatastrophe within the larger narrative, when all... Continue Reading →
Just for your Sole Benefit (Managed by mere Luck, pt.3)
In my last two posts, I have been discussing Gandalf's words at the end of The Hobbit: 'You don’t really suppose, do you, that all your adventures and escapes were managed by mere luck, just for your sole benefit?" I have focused so far on the words managed by mere luck and suggested that luck... Continue Reading →
Few have Gained such a Victory
Boromir’s arc in The Lord of the Rings is tragic and yet there is glory in it. I am really eager to learn, next year, how my students react to this most noble of men—I’ll be teaching the novel for the first time. It’s already in the planning! On the one hand, Boromir is a... Continue Reading →
May it be a Light to you in Dark Places
A personal one today. I tell my students when we begin reading The Hobbit that I am sharing this story with them to really illustrate the power of literature and stories to impact our lives. This is usually the last novel we read in the year, and as a senior English teacher, this means it... Continue Reading →
A King returning from Exile to his own Land
As the Fellowship is travelling south down the River Anduin, they come upon the towering statues of the Argonath, their massive arms and hands held up in silent warning. As Frodo looks at Aragorn who is looking at the "kings of old," Frodo has a sort of vision: "The Argonath" by John Howe Frodo turned... Continue Reading →
As Days Followed Days
Perhaps it's because we Orthodox are in the midst of Great Lent, but this passage struck me as echoing the drudgery that a proper fast can sometimes feel like. Under the eaves of Mirkwood, the dwarves and hobbit have to be very careful. They prepared for a long, long journey but still it seemed longer... Continue Reading →
Wizards after all are Wizards
It is easy to forget that the Wizards, or Istari, of Tolkien's works are a kind of lower-order angel. Then again, Christians love to point this out, so perhaps it's not so easy to forget. In a passage that Christopher Tolkien dates to 1972, Tolkien writes, "We must assume that they [the Istari] were all... Continue Reading →
