Question of the Day: Has Peter Jackson read Pratchett? Gimli’s treatise on dwarf females was hilarious.

Anyway, fate smiled upon me last night, for my mother relented and allowed me to see the midnight showing, despite having a Physics exam today. I arrived at the theatre at about 9:50, toting all my books with me, and got in line, fairly close to the front. I proudly wore my “Still the Prettiest” shirt, but I don’t think anyone took notice, as they were too busy laughing at the guy dressed as Sam, a retinue of two dwarfs in tow, flashing a poster that bore the words “Saruman is Gay”. I wish I had gotten pictures.

The line was let in to the theatre at 10:20. Chungy, of course, had the tickets. Chungy and Eunice arrived at 10:40, by which point I had become downright murderous.

Chungy: Priscilla! Yay! You’re here!

Eunice: Hey, Priscilla!

Me: deathmaimbitestabkill!

Anyway, we still got rather good seats, which was nice, and we only had to sit through two perviews, which was even nicer. I had hoped to see the trailer to Chicago or The Matrix II, but this was even better. Huzzah.

People to Loff:

Pippin (and Merry) — because their accents make we want to melt into a little fangirlish puddle

Gimli — who stole just about every scene he was in (esp. Helm’s Deep battle)

Gollum — who managed to be adoreable, hilarious, and disturbing all at once, though he did have the tendency to sound like Jar Jar.

Frodo and Sam — who I know Cassie will have a field day with if she writes TTT VSDs.

Saruman — who looked like a kid at Christmas when the Ents were destroying everything

Legolas — who made me laugh. “Legolas! What do your elf-eyes see?” ::snorks::

Eowyn — who kept reminding me vuagely of Angua (and if you’ve seen Treasure Planet, Monica and I agree that Mr. Arrow reminds us of Detritus. Ha!)

Arwen — because she’s too pretty not to like

Aragorn — for being dead sexy

I might post more once more people have seen it, so that’s all for now. Go see it!