Large expectations engulf nearly all blockbuster superhero and/or fantasy films. Some live up to the hype. Others do not prevail. ‘The Hobbit: The Battle of Five Armies’ kept hype to a minimum and although containing disappointments, is a solid and respectable finish to this magnificent trilogy.

Nearly all will agree that although it does not surpass ‘Lord Of The Rings’ in quality, it is still a excellent prequel trilogy that locks in a place as a beloved second trilogy for all the Tolkien penned, film adapted masterpieces. It possesses similar: mystique, wonder, charming characters, strong writing, battle scenes, eye opening imagery and wit, that we see in each film and have grown to love and expect when taking a trip to the theatre.

Each film was (to a certain degree), faithful to the roots of the novel. The overall visual style, all throughout the trilogy, seemed too reminiscent of the style of ‘Avatar’. This author is not specifically dismissing the style, and appreciates it in the right films, though sometimes it felt as though it was not the right form for The Hobbit films.

Complaining aside, most the fight scenes were either epic or humorous, and all diehard fans most likely appreciated that. Certain deaths were unexpected and came with an element of surprise to those who have either long forgotten the contents of the novel, or never read it. The ending of the trilogy, although not perfect, felt satisfying and heartwarming; like closing a book with a strong ending after a long read.

Cinematography was strong, and the acting was adequate for a Hollywood blockbuster film. Also, the pacing of the movie plays to its strengths. Peter Jackson hesitantly directed the film, and overall, each film he took on was very well done. All six of these films were love letters to Tolkien’s writing. Had he been alive, he would have kept them with pride until the end of his days.

The Hobbit covers you with brightness and shows a dreamy fantasy wonderland full of beauty and darkness, intertwined. It’s a feral world, full of peace and bliss. Oh, but a dream.

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