This book was a personal purchase.
So, how many times have you seen the movie?
What keeps drawing the crowds and packing the theaters?
The special effects? Stunning, I’ll admit. The casting? All the characters look the way you’d expect. All those factors play a part, but ultimately, they’re not the true reason for our fascination.
It all comes back to a 60-year-old book.
Tolkien’s masterwork, for many, stands alone as fantasy’s greatest tale. Rarely will anyone argue that point, and neither will I. Rather, it’s interesting to note what makes The Lord of the Rings work so well, on so many levels.
In one sense, it boils down to good, old-fashioned storytelling. Tolkien’s language reads like a yarn spun for a live audience. His tale marches forward, leading inexorably towards Middle-Earth’s fate: Frodo must destroy the Ring or see everything destroyed. In essence, the author presents a simply told tale: no frills, no convoluted subplots, just a well-told story. But that alone can’t explain why it tugs at us and compels us.