cbr said:
The Porkchop Express said:
Tom Bombadill just doesn't translate to a general audience on screen. Limitlessly powerful, can hold the ring like it's from a vending machine, but doesn't do **** to help out. The nuances of who he is and how he perceives the rest of Middle Earth would take many many scenes to basically not really move the story forward.
If you have thoughts on that love to hear them. Cause i was pretty much
'This corny ass tree hugger isnt gonna help the world against the dude turning the whole place into a barren wasteland!?'
Now look the first time I read LOTR I was probably 10 years old which is getting to me a helluva long time ago, but those first impressions sure sit with us, don't they?
I always viewed him as a God-like creature, a world-creator if you will, but someone whose powers waned as others came into his paradise - the Elves, etc. A rough metaphor of the Garden of Eden getting corrupted as man sins and decides he wants to run the show. The other powers in the forest start craving more and while they are no match for Tom, his power weakens, almost out of sadness more than anything else.
In later re-reads, I think of two other literary references in conjunction with Tom. The first being Prof. Tolkien's friend CS Lewis and the chapter in The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe where Aslan bests the witch with "Old magic from before the dawn of time". I'd like to think Tom has access to something similar. Almost like everyone else is in the Matrix thinking that's all there is, but Tom knows you can take off the goggles and unhook and there's a larger world hiding behind it. That's what I envision when he is so casual about the One RIng - it's super powerful in its world, but Tom knows a world beyond that.
I also think of a much more contemporary, although unfortunately demised, English writer - Douglas Adams, author of Hitchhiker's Guide. In the first book, Ford and Arthur meet Slartibarfast, who helped designed the Earth before the Vogons blew it up, and was proud of his work on the fjords, and hoped to revisit them.
I can envision Tom as the kind of being who designed Middle Earth either alone or as some sort of team effort of higher-beings and fell in love with the Old Forest and decided to call it his home, staying out of the way of the affairs of the world, no matter how dastardly they might get, only intervening when he thinks that it's not going to really change anything. LIke he could have moved on and kept creating worlds, but he thought this one was so beautiful that he'd stay.
Going way out in left field, it's a theme similar to my favorite episode of the X-Files that's set in the past where they realize the really incredible minor-league baseball player is an alien who visited earth, fell in love with the game, and stayed so he could keep playing it.
I am fully aware this rambling rant is as clear as mud.