Sunday, November 21, 2004

...and you know that stuff takes forever to wash out of clothing.

While I've long since forgiven Alan Lee's theft of my befeathered, shaman-Merlin, I cannot so easily dismiss his collaboration with Peter Jackson. Interpretation of Tolkien should never have been left to a director that works in clay. His hamfistedness was only bound to rub off on his artists.


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