Are inaccurate movies a blessing in disguise?

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Voronwë the Faithful
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Post by Voronwë the Faithful »

I read it, too. :) It was a good post.
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I miss everything, darn it.
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I usually take historical movies with spoonfuls of salt, but unless until the topic really-really kicks me I would not bother to do research on it at all.
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I've got a weakness for historical fiction almost as much as for science fiction. Other worlds, y'know. But I do like it if the historical setting, culture, and language are not total inventions.

Of course, some books are so good I don't care. I, Claudius, for example.
“There, peeping among the cloud-wrack above a dark tor high up in the mountains, Sam saw a white star twinkle for a while. The beauty of it smote his heart, as he looked up out of the forsaken land, and hope returned to him. For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Return of the King
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