I really need to get a white robe and staff before I go back to teaching in the fall.
People are blaming Peter Jackson for the awful shoehorned romance triangle in the Hobbit films, but I suspect he’s not the one who’s really at fault. Jackson is a big kid playing make-believe. That’s his genius and his weakness. When he adds things to Tolkien, he tends to add things like collapsing staircases and troll-mounted catapults. But an archer chick who has to choose between a rugged dark-haired hunk and a polished, sophisticated blond? That sounds like something demanded by a studio marketing team with their eyes on the past couple years’ box office receipts.