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BlackFox
Half-elven
Apr 14 2014, 8:55am
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Screencap of the Day: The Blade Out of Reach
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Éowyn has just slain the Witch-king, but her life still hangs by a thread as Gothmog lusts for revenge. Éowyn reaches for a sword, but the blade slips from her reach, leaving her defenseless.
1. How would you comment on the composition of this screencap? Does it “speak for itself”? How well do you think someone who doesn’t know the context would understand what’s going on here?
2. The look on Éowyn’s face! What would you say is the dominant emotion there? Fear? Desperation? …?
3. On a scale from 1 to 10, how tense do you find this moment?
4. Any interesting details that catch your eye?
Looking forward to hearing your thoughts! 
"Our truest life is when we are in dreams awake." - Henry David Thoreau
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Darkstone
Immortal
Apr 15 2014, 2:12pm
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"...in the very midst of the great battle ..."
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But now he saw that they were in danger of being caught in the very midst of the great battle that would soon be joined.
-The Battle of the Pelennor Fields
1. How would you comment on the composition of this screencap?
It seems to flow clockwise, from the mumak on the right, to Gothmog, to Eowyn, to Theoden, to the two pairs of orcs, to the Dead, to the second mumak on the left.
This means something.
I'm also thinking of the following:
"For so we reckon Men in our lore, calling them the High, or Men of the West, which were Númenoreans; and the Middle Peoples, Men of the Twilight, such as are the Rohirrim and their kin that dwell still far in the North; and the Wild, the Men of Darkness.
-The Window on the West
We have the Men of Twilight and the Men of Darkness. The only lack is a representative of "the High, or Men of the West, which were Númenoreans".
Wonder if there's anyone around here meeting that description that could quickly step onto the stage?
Does it “speak for itself”?
It’s definitely pointing the eye at something that will come onto the screen from the left. Or someone.
How well do you think someone who doesn’t know the context would understand what’s going on here?
Well, usually, the way to enter faerie is to walk anti-clockwise, or “widdershins”. For example:
'welcome to Caras Galadhon! ' he said. 'Here is the city of the Galadhrim where dwell the Lord Celeborn and Galadriel the Lady of Lórien. But we cannot enter here, for the gates do not look northward. We must go round to the southern side, and the way is not short, for the city is great.'
There was a road paved with white stone running on the outer brink of the fosse. Along this they went westward, with the city ever climbing up like a green cloud upon their left…
-The Mirror of Galadriel
But we’re not talking about crossing into the world of Elves here, so we must be talking about crossing into the world of Men.
So do you suppose a Man, indeed someone particularly symbolic of the coming Age of Men, will soon be entering from the left?
I wonder who ever it could be?
*cough*Elessar*cough*
2. The look on Éowyn’s face! What would you say is the dominant emotion there?
O calm dishonourable, vile submission!
Alla stoccata carries it away!
-Romeo and Juliet, Act III, Scene 1
Fear?
Her eyes grey as the sea were hard and fell, and yet tears were on her cheek.
-The Battle of the Pelennor Fields
Desperation?
She should not die, so fair, so desperate.
-ibid
…?
She wants to die with a sword in her hand, and perhaps a shield to raise “against the horror of her enemy's eyes”.
3. On a scale from 1 to 10, how tense do you find this moment?
Pucker Factor of 13.7.
4. Any interesting details that catch your eye?
Re “the face of the king, fallen in the midst of his glory”:
Theoden seems a lot deader than he was earlier.
BTW, I note that only now, after Theoden is dead, is Eowyn willing to take up the trappings of the leadership of the Rohirrim. (i.e., Theoden's sword)
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Brother will fight brother and both be his slayer,
brother and sister will violate all bonds of kinship;
hard it will be in the world, there will be much failure of honor,
an age of axes, an age of swords, where shields are shattered,
an age of winds, an age of wolves, where the world comes crashing down;
no man will spare another.
-From the Völuspá, 13th Century
(This post was edited by Darkstone on Apr 15 2014, 2:15pm)
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