Going on record to say Rings of Power absolutely slaps, as a lifelong Tolkien fan I’m so disappointed the way people tried so hard to judge it before it even aired and wanted it to be bad so much that they’ve literally convinced people to be afraid to watch it and judge for themselves. The visuals are STUNNING, the costumes are phenomenal, the creature design is haunting and so visceral. And the characters and world feel so *lived* miss me with that shit about it being low effort or budget, you can’t judge a show by a handful of promo stills. I’m glad I didn’t listen to the bs takes from people who are mostly just trying to hide their bigotry behind Tolkien worshipping zealotry.
It’s fun reading writers who clearly grew up in suburban/urban environments as someone who grew up on a farm because they’re always like “oh it was so creepy, woods at night, eerily breathtaking, something was living in there…” and it’s like yeah that’ll be the deer.
EXACTLY
Same can be said about city streets. Random “gunshot” and “explosion” noises? That’s the road construction crew behind the corner. Mysterious howling and barking out of nowhere echoing through the street? That’s someone’s dumb dog that locked itself out on the balcony on the 3rd floor above you and buildings just happen to have the shape where certain areas just vibrate with echoes from all sides at once. Screeching of car tires and agressive shouting? Fucking teens are at it again.
But the city is the creepiest when it’s silent because if there are no cars and no chitchat and no humm of an A/C unit, then where is everybody?
Meanwhile in a rural area if you hear a gunshot that’s actually a gunshot
It’s nothing to worry about though, unless you hear a long, screaming NYOOM accompanying it. The Looney Tunes sound effect for flying bullets is legitimately almost what bullets flying past your head actually sounds like.
Princess Diana shaking the hand of an AIDS victim with no gloves on, a move that would work to reduce AIDS stigma and help prove that AIDS is not spread by skin to skin contact. 1991, Toronto, Canada.
