Lord of the Rings is far more important than just a fantasy story about wizards, orcs, dwarfs, and elves. From Bretigne Shaffer at lewrockwell.com:
I’ve been struggling to identify what it is that makes Amazon’s “Rings of Power” so uniquely and spectacularly awful. I’m sure there has already been a good deal of commentary on the “wokeness” of the production, but I was ready for that, and was prepared to look past it. No, what lifts “Rings” to the heights of thundering mediocrity is something else entirely.
It’s challenging to find examples that adequately illustrate this “something else”. Yes, there is dialogue that lands like cold slop in every episode (“Why do you keep fighting?” “Because I cannot stop!”), yes the Harfeet are more noxious than the orcs (I found myself begging, at the beginning of each episode, that I might be spared their appearance. Just this once…), but none of this captures the – truly epic, in this case – failure of this enterprise.
And then I realized why: Because what is most wrong with this show is not anything that is in it. It is what’s missing.
Every once in a while, in “Rings”, a character will utter a phrase that sounds as if Tolkien himself might have written it. The experience is so jarring that it makes suddenly real the fact that, for the most part, the writing sounds nothing at all like Tolkien. It is like listening to a tinny replication of a grand orchestral production, hammered out on a mechanical toy.
“Rings” is a spectacle that includes all of the outward manifestations of Tolkien’s work: Elves, dwarves, Hobbits, wizards, and lots of battles and fighting. But nothing at all of what made that work so special and so compelling.
The soul less imitation of art has no power to inspire.