I like coffee, okay?
Anyway, the movie. Still glorious after five viewings, still catching in jokes and appreciating new things.
In-jokes: There's an X-men logo on one of the chairs at Bag End when Bilbo is talking to Gandalf. This amused me immensely.
Gandalf telling Frodo the ring is quite cool when he hasn't even touched it is also amusing. Though I don't have too much difficulty believing that the wielder of the Ring of Fire might be able to tell that without contact.
I finally realized how bizarre the timing of Boromir's funeral at the end is; the hobbits have barely made it across the river, but Gimli, Aragorn, and Legolas have had time to array Boromir in a boat and send him to the falls.
I really adore the way that every time there is danger, the hobbits circle around Frodo, and when the full fellowship is together, the Big People circle around the hobbits. For all the violence, this is at heart a very tender movie. Men and hobbits weep for grief, and fight less for joy in battle or honor than protection of one another.
Which I think makes it very true to the spirit of the book (Tersa may want to skip this paragraph, book spoilers). It isn't strength in battle that wins the day; it isn't even strength in endurance. It's Sam's love that gets Frodo to the mountain, and it's Frodo's mercy that ensures Gollum is there. And he saves them both, because I don't think Sam would have bothered to survive if Frodo hadn't, if Frodo had had that one moment of clarity that the only way he could keep the ring and keep it from Sauron was to throw himself in. Worse, if Frodo had not had that moment of clarity, and Sam had tried to stop him, and Frodo had killed him...