The second instalment in Peter Jackson's brazen attempt
to milk every last drop from the Lord of the Rings bandwagon suffers from the
same malaise as The Two Towers; the palette is diminished as the pastoral
vibrancy of the Shire has been left far behind and now just battles, hardships
and chases involving the laughably indestructible heroes are left to occupy
another excessive running time, with so many scenes and characters added as
filler to a relatively short book that you begin to doubt the existence of any
of them in the source. Of course, Tolkien was quite capable of pages of waffle
himself, and in comparison with most fantasy adaptations this is still largely
impressive stuff, with some cracking setpieces, the customary stunning scenery
and some surprising moral ambiguity as the heroes set themselves against a man who only wishes
to have their personal quest not result in the dragon slaughtering his
community. But an end, that comes so abruptly that it's obvious that material is
being saved just to squeeze out another film by hook or by crook, leaves a
somewhat sour taste.
5/10
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