I would like to say that I’m officially a fan of Thorin Oakenshield. You might remember I’ve been creeping up on Thorin for a couple of years now.
But the ending of the movie completely threw me.
It’s been thirty years since I read The Hobbit – it just didn’t become one of my annual books because it was written for kids, and so terribly English in grammar and syntax that I didn’t find myself wanting to read it over and over the way I did The Lord of the Rings. Because I haven’t read the book for a while, I didn’t remember all the details of the ending. I do remember what happened to Thorin (trying madly to avoid spoilers!), and that Bilbo had a cold at the end, but I only remember those because they’re both referred to in The Lord of the Rings.
I got a (hardcover) copy of The Hobbit for Christmas, so I’m slowly working my way through it. Unfortunately, I don’t find reading paper editions very enticing these days, so it usually sits on my bedside table, until I remember to take my reading glasses to bed with me. That doesn’t happen very often!
So the ending in the movie did surprise me – well, not Thorin. But the resolution to Kili’s story was a shocker.
Thorin was…well, he was, of course, majestic. But it was a great story end. Even though I knew what was coming, it was done beautifully!