JRR Tokien recites “The Road Goes Ever On And On”.
“But I cannot lie in sloth, idle, caged. I looked for death in battle. But I have not died, and the battle still goes on.”
So our assignment for Advanced Character Design was to choose one of four movies: Harry Potter, Star Wars, The Matrix, or Lord of the Rings, and redesign it for a hypothetical remake. Obviously this is really hard, since all these movies are so iconic and I’d super hate to get the job of remaking it for real, because everyone would hate me. Anyway, I chose Lord of the Rings, because of course I did.
From top to bottom we have: Aragorn, Gimli (as a lady-dwarf because I do what I want), Legolas, and Eowyn. I knew I wanted to pull in some nonwestern influences and include more non-white characters in lead roles, but it was still really hard to shake the imagery from the movies, which have a really strong aesthetic and which I’ve seen about a million times. I also wanted Eowyn to contrast more strongly with Arwen (who didn’t actually get drawn), and so I made her a bit stocky with a kind of Brienne-of-Tarth thing in mind.
The Lord of the Rings Meme | ten scenes (2/10)
Farewell to Lórien.
This is my favorite fucking scene.
If you’ve read the Silmarillion, you know who Fëanor was. If you don’t, Fëanor was the dickhead who created the Silmarils: three indescribably beautiful and magical jewels that contained the light and essence of the world before it became flawed. They were the catalyst for basically every important thing that happened in the First Age of Middle Earth.
It is thought that the inspiration for the Silmarils came to Fëanor from the sight of Galadriel’s shining, silver-gold hair.
He begged her three times for single strand of her beautiful hair. And every time, Galadriel refused him. Even when she was young, Galadriel’s ability to see into other’s hearts was very strong, and she knew that Fëanor was filled with nothing but fire and greed.
Fast forward to the end of the Third Age.
Gimli, visiting Lorien, is also struck by Galadriel’s beauty. During the scene where she’s passing out her parting gifts to the Fellowship, Galadriel stops empty-handed in front of Gimli, because she doesn’t know what to offer a Dwarf. Gimli tells her: no gold, no treasure… just a single strand of hair to remember her beauty by.
She gives him three. Three.
And this is why Gimli gets to be an Elf Friend, people. Because Galadriel looks at him and thinks he deserves what she refused the greatest Elf who ever lived—- and then twice that. And because he has no idea of the significance of what she’s just given him, but he’s going to treasure it the rest of his life anyway.
Just look at that smile on Legolas’s face in the last panel. He gets it. He knows the backstory. And I’m pretty sure this is the moment he reconsiders whether Elves and Dwarves can’t be friends after all.
Broship Thranduil/Legolas, man there is NO WAY Legolas likes partying as much as his dad does. There’s just no way.