Alright, so now I have to get caffine flowing through me veins before I write this, because I ARE WRITE BETTAR with caffine. Hang on, let me go make some coffee (I'm out of syringes).

...okay, coffee is being made. Anyway, so like I was saying, uh, I went and saw Lord of the Rings (henceforth known as LOTR). Was it good? Yes. Was it great? Yes. Was it super-mega-extravagant? Yeah. Was it perfecto? Very close.

So, me and the supreme Goddess of the known universe and beyond (yeah) went to see this flick. Let me tell you folks, she is a brave soul indeed for attending the dorkiest of dork movies with TEH PLUH>COM WEBMASTHTAR. There is a reason for this:

• The LOTR books are what started RPGs, Dungeons and Dragons, and all that shit.
• The two idiots in front of us were acting out Dungeons and Dragons type scenarios before the movie started.
• We saw a trailer for Austin Powers 3 - Goldmember. Sweet.
• I cooed like a dog in heat when the movie started.

Well, what can I really say. Peter Jackson (director) really, REALLY dug his nails into the LOTR plot and did a marvelous job in the book-to-movie transition. I can distinctly remember me pointing at the big screen saying, "ERRFFH! I REMEMBAR THAT PART!" *sips newly made coffee with cheap french vanilla creamer* Gandalf was a little nicer in this movie than the book, though - he's supposed to be more of an mean old coot, but that's all good. Parts of the book that were left out made a little sense, like they never visited the Brandybuck place as they did in the movie, and other little things like that.

But of course, if you haven't read the books, you wouldn't know what I said, or what the hell a Brandybuck is.

My biggest concern was if they would portray hobbits correctly (3 feet tall), elves (tall and slender), and so forth. Well, to my surprise, the hobbits were perfectly shown to scale, the elves maintained their pointy eared-ness, and the dwarven guys (Lali-ho) were extremely ugly and stout. Maaah-velous.

All in all, great movie. Unless you date is as dorky as I am, don't take her to see it, because she will yawn a lot (heh heh). Take her to see Eight Legged Freaks, so that Murph will be satisfied with stupidity glee. ROAWR SCARY SPIDAR DEATH!

I are done. (Liv Tyler...next pluhbabe? :)