Like people all around the world I was captivated by the publicity image of Valinor that announced the new Amazon TV series of The Lord of the Rings. It is, of course, the quality of the light that entrances. I am not one of the fortunate reviewers who are permitted to watch the series and so I can only guess that what we can see on the horizon is Laurelin, the golden tree that brought the light of day to the Undying Lands. And what is portrayed in this image is a kind of eternal sunrise, the light always coming from the horizon. It was only after the trees were destroyed by Ungoliant that the light that we know came into existence, the light of the sun and moon.
And so what we have is a remarkable act of the imagination on Tolkien’s part and one that has been represented to us by one of the great artists of Tolkien’s world, John Howe, who is one of the chief conceptual designers on the films. We all know the feeling that we have at sunrise and sunset and that we perceive the world differently at those times than at any other part of the day. Now we are invited to perceive a world in which that light and possibly that feeling is always present at least in daylight.
John Howe’s visual imagination invites us into a world that is close enough to our experienced reality for us to recognise and yet is an intensification of that experience so that this new world that we perceive is a “more than” all that we know.
It is not just the light in this image that is captivating, it is the world that we perceive through the eternal sunrise towards which we look and possibly move. Note the contrast between the mountains that frame both sides of the picture and the city (is it Tirion of the Noldor?) and the parkland like foreground over the lone figure of an elf is moving. Wildness and cultivation seem to lie together easily. There is no strain in the image. It is not like the hall of a king of the northern world, a fragile oasis of light and warmth in the midst of a dark and dangerous wild like Hrothgar’s hall in Beowulf.
My own early visual experiences of the sublime were twofold in nature. Among those that I recall were the moment when I stepped inside the doors of Westminster Abbey for the first time and a journey southwards from Keswick down through The Lake District of England on a coach. In Westminster Abbey what I recall is a sudden broadening of my horizons contained within a building and a sense, equally sudden that I was a very small figure in this beautiful space. My memory of the journey through The Lake District is of the mountains rearing up above me with the same suddenness that I experienced in Westminster Abbey and that same perception of self as very small but not insignificant. The self that experienced both had entered two worlds that had both grown much greater than I had previously known but the feeling was not one of fear but of excitement. I wanted more of what both seemed to be inviting me to explore.
In my weekly blog posts in which I am reflecting upon The Lord of the Rings I am just about to begin the southward journey of the newly formed Fellowship of the Ring into the dangerous wilds of Middle-earth. It is a very different world from the imagining of Valinor with which I began this post. In the Middle-earth journey every aspect of the landscape strains against each other and perhaps the most powerful example of this is in the attempted crossing of the Redhorn Gate below Caradhras that we will come to soon. It is a terrible journey but am I alone in my feeling that it is more glorious than the everlasting serenity that we perceive in the picture, beautiful as it is, of Valinor at the head of this piece? Does my own desired experience of the sublime require wild moments too?
15 thoughts on “The Imagining of Valinor. Film Makers and Artists Try to Depict The Undying Lands.”
I was excited when I first saw that as well. The show is supposed to be set in the second age, but this seems to be a picture from the Years of Trees. I only hope they don’t mess it up.
If they can just stick to telling the story and resist the urge to muddle with something that was perfect to begin with.
Even though I personally very much dislike the liberties that Peter Jackson took with the stories while making the movies, It is so enjoyable to see a visualization shown that just excites you and makes you want to be in that place, to see those things, that our imaginations were the only source before.
The image he painted for us was quite astounding.
Yes, I would agree with that. In Peter Jackson’s films, I felt the basically every character was less virtuous for one thing (except maybe Boromir).
I have great hopes for the visualisation if John Howe has been involved in it.
I hope that just as with the place of the history of the First Age in Tolkien’s writing so this scene will create a similar sense of background.
Technically, it would be the Years of Trees. I hope so as well.
In and around the lake, mountains come out of the sky and they stand there…
Oh Yes, and Yes again
I would be delighted if you were to say a little more. That is very beautiful.
I’m quoting the song “Roundabout” by Yes. I spent most of my adolescence listening to Yes and reading Tolkien, so they go together in my mind.
When I get the chance I will listen to it too.
Thank you Stephen, for your reflections, offered with characteristic generosity. In answer to your final query, I don’t think you are alone in that feeling. Thanks too for sharing your early experiences of the sublime, from Westminster Abbey to the Lake District, I found that very moving and relatable.
As I write this reply to your generous comment I am walking the St Oswald’s Way in Northumberland between Heavenfield on Hadrian’s Wall and Holy Island. There have been a few days of hard walking that have exposed my poor physical condition! And yet I can still appreciate the heavenliness of the experience including surprises in our overnight accommodation that have something of Tolkien’s work about them (but no Nazgûl in pursuit!).
You are kind in ascribing generosity to me. Thank you.
The walk sounds blissful! I would gladly hear more about the overnight surprises too – just keep an eye out for anyone singing on tables about the man in the moon…perhaps you should write about your journey. As for ascribing generosity – ’tis well-merited.
Sadly no-one has sung at a table through the whole journey. Have those days gone for ever? I will write about the journey when it is complete. We arrive at Holy Island tomorrow.