Plot:



Passed to him by his uncle Bilbo, young Hobbit Frodo Baggins becomes the unlikely and unwilling bearer of The One Ring of power, an instrument of unparallelled evil. And so Frodo, along with his three Hobbit chums, the wizard Gandalf and a swordsman named Strider, set out on an epic quest.



My Review:



To be honest and slightly embarrassed, I had never read the 'Lord of The Rings' until mid-last year. I had heard of it, but not knowing much about. With no argument, history should quickly regard/treat Peter Jackson's The Fellowship Of The Ring as the first instalment of the best fantasy epic in motion picture history. This statement is genuine of investigation for many outstanding reasons.



Fellowship is undeniable and merely an opening salvo, and even after three hours in the dark you will likely exit the cinema famished with anticipation for the further two parts of the trilogy. The beginning to a three-part saga, is also forthright and firmly rooted in the fantasy action genre, which takes its part in not being confused with that of the cool and good science fiction.



Unlike the sweet charm of family fare of Harry Potter, usually dialogue consisting of gremlins, goo, goblins and some other less inspiring gibberish. The characters' dialogue in this opening spectacle prefers its aversion to that tacky talkie provide by the Harry Potter and tragic Eragon franchise. "To the bridge of Khazad-dûm!" are as well to stay within the Shire-like comforts of home (their loss).



With those admonitions in place, it bears repeating the ideal that fantasy does not come finer. There are electrifying moments -- notably the computer-assisted swooping camera through Isengard as it transforms into a factory for evil -- when Jackson's flight of fancy approaches the sublime as the romantic poets would understand it: inspiring awe.



Aside the increasing thorny issue of Tolkien' die-hards and their foreseeable gripes, 'Tom Bombadil", as an intellectual example; Jackson's screenplay (written with Fran Walsh and Phillipa Boyens) is far, both bolder and more astute than Steven Kloves' surprisingly timid interpretation of Harry Potter. Interestingly, resurrecting the romance of Arwen and Aragon from the footnotes of various appendices, to the escalation of Saruman to the all-action evil wizard, that actually has a corrective influence on J.R.R Tolkein's frequently slanted and female-sparse source material.



There aren't many problems, though; that most would complain about; being the three-hour running time. Fans knowing a good adaptation of the first novel would be anything but short. Though it may feel dragged, it doesn't fail to reprise in excellence and explosive action scenes supported by wonderfully crafted script and lusciously exploited characters. Some of the recent fantasy genre films may be too short to some discernible form. However, personally I enjoy the three-hour long and faithful adaptation. It is anything but short, making it a very good thing.



The largely seamless SFX is showcased in the best possible light -- total darkness -- but the narrative demands a different, downbeat and sad ending. Indeed, but for some fine emotional playing from Bean, Mortensen, Astin and Wood, but then, the real battles are yet to come...



Verdict:



Bearing the unlikeness of fellow fantasy and other war drama spectacles, Fellowship is flawlessly cast and constructed with passion; a labour of love that never feels heavily influenced. Setting current standards for blockbusters to shame. Emotional range and character depth ultimately take us beyond genre limitations, unlike the if not slightly lacking in depth, Mr. Potter. 10/10