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Oh Frodo

I remember the first time I watched the Lord of the Rings. It was Spring Break 2010. We did a movie a night, three nights in a row, my dad, sister, mom and me. It was the best Spring Break ever and I'll always remember it! Now, at my house, when you watch Lord of the Rings, we fast forward through all the Frodo parts in the second and third movie. It's a pretty long movie and he's just walking or overcoming his inner evils. I can't count the number of books and movies I've seen with the exact same themes. There's just something about walking a wilderness that makes for a good way to show change. So, for sanity's and our bladders sake, we fast forward through those parts. And I like it like that.

This one time, Sammy was over, and he wanted to watch Lord of the Rings. I put the movie in, fixed the sound and everything, then reached straight for the remote and proceeded to watch the movie properly. Sammy was not ok with this, because he is Frodo and Sam's biggest fan. We talked about it for a bit, and being the mean girl I am, I pretended to accidentally bump the remote every time Frodo came on. That was only funny for a bit, so then we proceeded to watch the movie, with all the Frodo parts. I was antsy and couldn't sit still, they were just walking and walking, Smeagle was being weird, and Sam was being the best friend I thought Frodo didn't deserve. Yeah, well, sometimes I don't deserve some of the great friends that I have so I have now recanted that reason for not being able to sit through the Frodo parts.

Fast Forward six months later. At dinner, my friends and I were all discussing Lord of the Rings, since some of them resembled Gandolf at the moment. I told everyone that when I watch them, I fast forward through the Frodo parts. My friend Kevin said he does the exact same thing. I gave him a high five and couldn't wait to tell Sammy that I'm not alone, other people fast forward through Frodo too. Today I told him, and got a response I was totally not expecting. I'm not going to be able to give it justice but it went a little something like this:

Without all of Frodo's hard work, no one else would be able to do the things they did. They would have been destroyed. Even though it's boring, Frodo does the most important job. He walks all that way with his best friend and they save Middle Earth. Without Frodo there is no Lord of the Rings. And plus look at him and Sam! I've never seen such a friendship. Frodo is everything.

And that my friends, was the empowering speech that has made me consider only fast forwarding through half the Frodo scenes. ;) But thank you Frodo. Thank you for making such a wonderful tale possible.
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