1.) Were you pleased with Sir Ian Holm as Bilbo?
Sure, but I really loved him as Sam Mussabini in Chariots of Fire (1981).
2.) Those who've read the book, did you like the way this scene translated from book to screen?
Quite superior to the book. In the book the line is pretty much a throwaway. Here it's a centerpiece to a deep character moment. Bilbo is pacing about like a caged animal, oblivious to the once soothing comforts of hobbit life all around him. Occasionally he gazes longingly out the window. He is trapped by the circular window of his cage which neatly mirrors how he is also trapped by the circular ring in his pocket. He can only escape if he gets rid of the ring, but he can't escape because he can't part with the ring, a vicious circle, a Catch-22. His mind goes back and forth, like he paces back and forth, a horrible wearying process that surely is reducing him to a thin shadow of himself. Exactly like the back and forth scraping of a knife buttering too much bread. The action on the screeen brilliantly demonstrates the metaphor.
3.) I love all the little details in Bag End, like the jar of jam with the butter knife atop behind Bilbo. Do you have a favorite Bag End detail?
The pinecones. Always reminds me of the passage :
"Leaving the road they went into the deep resin-scented darkness of the trees, and gathered dead sticks and cones to make a fire. Soon they had a merry crackle of flame at the foot of a large fir-tree and they sat round it for a while, until they began to nod."
To me the pinecone suggests that Bilbo and/or Frodo occasionally comes home with an extra pinecone in their pockets. Perhaps they bring it by accident, or perhaps they bring it home to have it to cast onto the fire. I can just smell their resin-scented hobbit hole.
It's a nice smell-o-vision moment for me.
4.) Any other thoughts are welcome!
Even about pie?
The fat cat on the mat
may seem to dream
of nice mice that suffice
for him, or cream;
but he free, maybe,
walks in thought
unbowed, proud, where loud
roared and fought
his kin, lean and slim,
or deep in den
in the East feasted on beasts
and tender men.
The giant lion with iron
claw in paw,
and huge ruthless tooth
in gory jaw;
the pard* dark-starred,
fleet upon feet,
that oft soft from aloft
leaps upon his meat
where woods loom in gloom --
far now they be,
fierce and free,
and tamed is he;
but fat cat on the mat
kept as a pet
he does not forget.
-JRR Tolkien
[*"pard" = "leopard", Darkstone.]
Bilbo does not forget.