Today marks the ten-year anniversary of the release of The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring. While I had already read the book (not the whole trilogy, since I read the final two books between the release of the first and second films), I know that I didn’t fall in love with Tolkien’s world until I saw Peter Jackson’s adaptation.
This was mainly because I was only twelve years old at the time and Tolkien’s writing style wasn’t quite within my reach yet, which is silly in retrospect since I have no trouble reading him at all now.
A lot has changed in the last ten years, and a lot of it has to with Peter Jackson’s films. Ultimately, they are what made want to become an artist. They’re the reason why I became an animator.
I’ve watched the trilogy (extended of course) and the behind-the-scenes documentaries so many times since, and in the past year-and-a-half I’ve been steadily working my way through Tolkien’s complete collection, which includes re-reading the Trilogy, The Hobbit, and The Silmarillion, while also enjoying new reads, namely The History of Middle Earth.
In addition to those, I have far too many (and yet not enough) art books related to film, in addition to one large volume discussing the film’s score.
No other piece of film has ever so profoundly affected me, and probably never will. I owe a lot to Pete and Tolkien; they made me who I am today.