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Review: The Hobbit, An Unexpected Journey (12A)
4:34pm Friday 14th December 2012 in Movie Reviews
There is a moment early in The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey when Gandalf The Grey – played by Burnley-born Sir Ian McKellen – turns to diminutive hero Bilbo Baggins (Martin Freeman) and counsels: “All good stories deserve embellishment.”
Director Peter Jackson and co-writers Fran Walsh, Philippa Boyens and Guillermo del Toro have taken the wise wizard’s words to heart and embellished JRR Tolkien’s novel to the point of creative obesity.
Visually stunning flashbacks, which fail to advance the plot, are roughly hewn into a sprawling narrative that doesn’t kick into second gear for a good 45 minutes.
The decision to shoot the film in 3D at the higher rate of 48 frames per second compared to the usual 24 frames will divide audiences.
Everything looks cleaner and crisper – you can see the stitching on Gandalf’s hat and prosthetics in minute detail – but this might be too much heightened reality for a sweeping fantasy that romanticises the bonds of trust between gung-ho brothers.
In the first deviation from the text, Jackson opens his picture at Bag End with the elderly Bilbo (Ian Holm) penning a book to his cousin Frodo (Elijah Wood).
We rewind 60 years to meet Bilbo (Freeman) in the Shire as he encounters Gandalf (McKellen) and a 13-strong company of dwarves, intent on reclaiming their lost gold from the dragon Smaug.
Bilbo agrees to accompany dwarf leader Thorin Oakenshield (Richard Armitage) and his troops on their perilous mission, encountering elvish allies on route, such as Elrond (Hugo Weaving) and Galadriel (Cate Blanchett), as well as wretched Gollum (Andy Serkis) and the corpulent Goblin King (Barry Humphries).
Reunited with cast and crew of the Lord Of The Rings trilogy, Jackson employs the same visual lexicon: Sweeping aerial shots of characters traipsing over New Zealand landscapes, close-ups of ethereal figures in deep contemplation. Nerve-racking scenes with Gollum are undoubtedly the highlight.
An hour of substance is bloated to 166 minutes of digital trickery and breathless action sequences.
One plot strand, involving a Necromancer gaining power in his stronghold at Dol Guldur, dangles tantalisingly in the background and will presumably be stitched into the second film’s narrative.
Freeman brings a touch of humour to his pint-sized weakling, who learns that, “True courage is knowing not when to take a life but when to spare one.”
McKellen and co ease back into familiar supporting roles and Armitage swaggers as the vengeful son, who allows rage to cloud his judgement at a vital juncture.