Chris is rolling his eyes right about now. Like, epically rolling them. Which is fine with me, because I could certainly name several female characters that would crowd the top of his blog’s “Weakness” category, if he had such a thing. (He doesn’t; his loss, I say.)
For the uninitiated, Thorin Oakenshield is a character of J.R.R. Tolkien’s, who, in the incarnation above, appears in The Hobbit series courtesy of Richard Armitage. I know this version of Thorin isn’t true to the book (there, he was positively ancient), but making a few of the dwarves hot was a brilliant artistic change by Peter Jackson. It’s a good way to rope more women into a fantasy series (okay, and men, too), while also making the lengthy viewing commitment of three movies more appealing. This isn’t to say the films cannot stand on their own, or that I wouldn’t have enjoyed them if all the dwarves actually looked like dwarves; on the contrary, this merely enhances my experience.
I know this change has also been widely debated among Tolkien fans and book purists, but talking about that really kills my jonesing buzz. Suffice it to say, movies like this are adaptations of books, so some amount of change is inevitable. Sometimes it’s for production reasons, or because of how something would translate visually. Sometimes it’s just artistic. And sometimes I get annoyed by them, too. But this one I happen to like, even if my reasons are not, um, precisely virtuous. It’s true that I love the archetype of the kingly and courageous knight. Can I help it if Thorin is also really easy to look at? And listen to? And…
And I should probably just stop there lest I get myself in trouble with some crack about him having a big sword or something. (Which he totally does – it’s called the Orcrist. Just saying.)