UPDATES:
3/20/03
Yay for updates! Added some new pages and fixed up some links that Mondie kindly found for me. Muffins for Mondie!
3/6/03
Added another photo page! http://lotricons4.scriptmania.com/photo2.html
2/22/03
Linked all the photo pages together to give less of a hassle, and changed the names on the site menu. Hopefully, the fourth webpage will be up soon!
Later:
FOURTH WEBPAGE UP AND FUNNING! ...I mean....running....
2/21/03
Obviously, added the updates section. Also fixed some of the pictures on the first page that weren't showing up.
So where am I, anyway?
This is a site where I post my hugemongous collection of lord of the rings pictures and icons and such. If you're not scared already, you should be. You're also welcome to take and use any you like, but beware that you might end up with an army of angry creaters yelling at you for using it without permission.
I hesitate to say that Schindler’s List was a good movie. I even hesitate to say it was a wonderful movie, a magnificent movie, an incredible movie, or any other adjectives commonly used for high praise. Somehow it would seem an insult to use the same words to describe Schindler’s List that are over-, if fairly, used on something like Lord of the Rings. It is more deserving of words like powerful, moving, inspiring, or touching. These still don’t exactly fit the feeling that watching this movie created. In the end, I think it comes down to one thing: there isn’t really a word to describe my reaction to Schindler’s List.
Part of the reason this movie affected me so much was that it drew me in to the stories of individual people. The style it was done in emphasized individual stories, which makes it much easier to connect to and understand than if it had only shown thousands of nameless people. The movie followed the stories of several families and individual people as they were moved from town to ghetto to labor camp to extermination camp. This allowed the watcher to become familiar with and sympathize with characters, so you cared more about their fate and thus were more involved in the fate of all the people shown. Another example of this personalization is in the color of the movie. It is all in black and white except for three notable parts. One of these is a little girl with a bright red jacket. She is seen when the Nazis are evacuating the Jews into the ghetto, and then she is seen again later in the film- on a wagon bound for the crematorium. The red of her jacket against the blacks, whites, and grays of everything else makes it impossible not to note her. This has the same affect on Schindler as it does on the audience- he begins to connect to what is happening on an individual, personal basis, which is much harder to ignore than faceless numbers.
The most memorable character in this movie, for me, was Isaac Stern. I truly felt a connection with him. Although all the characters were wonderful, his struck me as one of the most powerful. Part of the reason for this may have been that he was the one responsible for beginning the life-saving labors that are attributed to Schindler. At the beginning of the movie, he is working without Schindler’s permission, risking his life, to protect people from the ghetto.
