The Hobbit — J.R.R. Tolkien
Purposely written as a tale recounted by J.R.R. Tolkien to Christopher—his son and editor—before hitting the sack, The Hobbit faddishly burgeoned and established a solid domicile within the world of literature. While a myriad of authors had already published works on the fantasy genre way before Tolkien, the enormous success of The Hobbit and The Lord of The Rings served as a catalyst in the resurgence of the said brand, causing him to be widely labeled as the “father” of modern fantasy literature—or to be exact, the “father” of high fantasy.
Throughout the years, the term fantasy became synonymous with that of Tolkien’s work’s generic facet. A teeming band of authors were said to have been influenced by Tolkien’s creations—Christopher Paolini, J.K. Rowling; to name a few. Comprehensively enough, Tolkien’s imaginative vision of Middle Earth stimulated the already flourishing creativity and wit of those who eventually ended up in line with his craft.
Being the predecessor of a likewise anticipated trilogy, The Hobbit on the contrary, steered clear from the darker tone that The Lord of The Rings solidly established. It is a friendlier, wonderfully jovial tale that will definitely appeal to all ages. Encompassing an exhaustive routine of adventure-fueled scenes, there’s no wonder every page will provide you with a flurry of mixed emotions, thoroughly synthesized for that persistent provocation of fervor.
The narrative style, on the other hand, somehow reminds me of Alexandre Dumas’. Tolkien aims to address his audiences directly, almost as if you are both sitting on a bench, chatting like old friends. He reminisces past events as well as supplies you with subtle hints with forthcoming events, in a way that isn’t bothersome but surprisingly fun.
And oh, Middle Earth was exquisitely portrayed and appeared to be vividly picturesque in every corner. You can almost believe that Tolkien had seen this fictional world as Bilbo Baggins himself!
Ahh… Bilbo Baggins. The diminutive, gentle creature with furry feet. He’s not the finest archetype of what you call a hero, you see. Eating an early breakfast and a rather late one, smoking pipe in his fanciful armchair is what he does best. Is this one of Gandalf’s bantering monkeyshines?
Definitely not! Bilbo Baggins is one hobbit you shouldn’t belittle! There is more to that queer duck than meets the eye!
No matter how little Bilbo is, he blatantly attempts to lure the readers into his endearing demeanor and wins your heart in a fleeting moment by reviving his dormant gallantry. Would the dwarves still live to see the stolen treasures from their ancestry if it weren’t for Bilbo saving them from the vicious creatures so vigilantly committed to killing them?
Needless to say, The Hobbit motivated me to visit the whole series. But at the moment, The Lord of The Rings should have to wait—for I still have a pile of books waiting to be read!