
The first Hobbit film flits between cartoon capers, Looney Tunes violence and beard-stroking pensive conversation. The Lord Of The Rings films were effective because Wingnut created a Middle Earth that felt historical rather than mythological, treating the silliness of elves, dwarves and all with just enough gravity that most audience members accepted that serious business was occurring. Every time I wash a dish I have nerve-needling flashbacks. I haven’t seen the second film because I did go to see the first one and I’m not convinced that it’s finished yet. The disappointing Lego Movie Videogame is barely out of diapers and Smaug has finished his desolation of multiplexes, leaving the game stranded in the wilderness before the final chapter of an unfinished story. Lacking the narrative content that will form the final third of the swollen and gaseous film trilogy, this is a perfectly acceptable entry in Traveller’s Tales’ Lego franchise but the release comes at an odd time. Lego The Hobbit could simply be called ‘There’ because there ain’t no ‘Back Again’.
