Jed Brophy

@TolkienWorldG Yes .

Were we too harsh on the Hobbit Trilogy?

@Calgaryexpo How about some of the characters from the dark side …

Ready your axes because John Rhys-Davies (Gimli) is joining Elijah Wood, Sean Astin, Dominic Monaghan, and Billy Boyd for a Lord of the Rings reunion 🪓 Meet Middle-earth's greatest heroes at #CALGARYEXPO. Get tickets: spr.ly/6013B6nbKH #CALGARYEXPO2026 #LOTR #Calgary

happy battle of pelennor fields day to all who celebrate

@Matt_Pinner Yes I did

Who among us watched man’s first walk on the moon? Sunday, July 20, 1969.

@Matt_Pinner Tennis

This is hard

@bendellwerry Hard to make a prequel to an almost perfect trilogy . LOTR set such a high bar . Also Peter had zero prep time . But personally very proud of what we achieved

@mallory_arbour Yes that is me

@BrophyJed Hey Jed! After Arwen sees her future son, are you the elf on the horse you see when she turns around? If so, I'd never noticed before until today 😂

@empiremagazine @AmazonUK @hmvtweets Snaga

We’re giving away Limited Edition 4K Ultra HD Steelbooks of The Lord Of The Rings trilogy to celebrate the 25th Anniversary! To enter: Follow us, repost this, and tell us who your favourite character from the trilogy is...

@ohhanxiety Yup

Did you?

@mellon_heads You got this Andy

🚨 Latest on The Hunt For Gollum 🚨 Andy Serkis: "It is a phenomenal challenge, exciting and of course terrifying at the same time. We have a very specific task ahead of us. A return to Middle-earth, that satisfies the passion and the love that generations of Lord Of The Rings fans have for these stories, whilst also presenting something completely fresh and new for first-timers to Middle-earth, with one of Tolkien’s richest and most complex characters at its heart. Is that even achievable? Well. Only time will tell, precious, only time will tell…" Source: @empiremagazine

Actors … dressed as Uruk or Orcs or Uruk-hai . There are no real Orcs living in New Zealand . 🇳🇿

@Gollumgram Well to be fair … Real Actors … Acting as Orcs . Acting … we were not actual Orcs .. just saying .. you know in case you thought we really looked this darn handsome in real life 😎

Did you know?🤣👇

@russellcrowe travelled to Adelaide to visit my mother and decided to stop by the scrap yard to get a new door for my Holden Belmont station wagon as the drivers side door was full of rust . Travelled back through New Zealand customs with it where they found a whole nest of red backs hiding

All animals, as you know, are my buddies… not this little fucker though. Red back spider. He had to go. Sorry buddy.

@NoDMsPerfavore Ernest Borgnine

His career spanned over six decades. He was known for his relaxed but gruff voice and gap-toothed grin. Who is he?

@theamelia__ Fork that bronc

@FictionalWit @Tolkienlegacy Indeed we do . Lawerence Makore and myself would love a spin off please

@Tolkienlegacy These 2 need their own buddy cop spin-off.

What's your favorite Orc?😱😍👇

@filipemd97 @Tolkienlegacy The Hobbit trilogy

@Tolkienlegacy Where's the Gundabad orc from?

@Tolkienlegacy Mordor Orc …. Yeah why can’t we have some Orcs Uruks and Uruk Hai …. What about all of them … they’re fressssssshhhhh

@MrPitbull07 This is friendship . This is love . Kindness . Compassion . True humanity

Alan Alda Was Forgetting Who He Used to Be - So Mike Farrell Brought Hawkeye Back—One Last Ride at Dawn Alan Alda was forgetting things. Not big things. Small things. The small things that make a life feel like your own. January 2026 — Los Angeles Alan Alda was 89 years old. In eight days, he would turn 90. The man who once was Hawkeye Pierce— sharp, fast, fearless— now lived behind a quiet fog. Parkinson’s had taken so much. First, his hands. The hands that performed surgery on MAS*H for eleven years— now trembling. Then, his walk. Once confident. Now careful. Measured. Afraid. And now… his memories. Not gone. Just fading. Like old photographs left in the sun— still there, but harder to feel. Mike Farrell came anyway Every week. For five years. Because that’s what B.J. Hunnicutt would do. And that’s what Mike Farrell did. He found Alan in the living room. Sitting in his favorite chair. Holding something. A photograph. Alan’s fingers traced it slowly— again and again— like it might disappear if he let go. Mike leaned in. And his chest tightened. It was them 1983 The final episode. Goodbye, Farewell and Amen. B.J. on the motorcycle. Hawkeye behind him. Smiling. The last ride out of the war. “Hey, Alan.” Confusion first. Then—recognition. “Mike.” A small smile. But real. “You came.” “I always come.” Alan lifted the photo. “I remember this.” “You do?” “The cameras. The crew. The bike.” He paused. Searching. Then his voice broke. “But I don’t remember how it felt.” “I remember it happened,” Alan said. “But I don’t remember the wind. The freedom.” He looked at Mike. “I’ve lost the feeling.” Tears followed. “I’m losing myself, Mike.” Mike held his trembling hand. “You’re still here.” “Not to me,” Alan whispered. “I forgot Arlene’s birthday. Sixty-eight years. I forgot.” Silence. The kind that hurts. That night, Mike couldn’t sleep. I don’t remember how it felt. The words wouldn’t let him rest. 3:00 AM Mike stood in his garage. Under a dusty tarp— a motorcycle. Untouched for years. Because every time he saw it, he saw Alan. 1983 The last ride. He cleaned. Polished. Checked the engine. His body ached. But his heart didn’t care. 5:30 AM Alan Alda’s driveway. Dark. Quiet. Then— “HAWKEYE!” Mike’s voice cut through the dawn. “YOU’RE TOO SLOW!” Lights snapped on. Arlene appeared. Then Alan. Confused. Until he saw Mike. On the motorcycle. And then— a smile. Big. Real. Alive. “B.J., you’re CRAZY!” “I KNOW!” Fifteen minutes. Stairs. Slow steps. Careful hands. Alan insisted. “I need this.” They helped him on. Just like 1983. “Ready?” “Ready.” They rode. Slowly. Carefully. Two old men. At sunrise. Alan held on tight. Not like before. Not casual. Like this mattered. Like this might be everything. “Mike,” Alan said softly, face against his back. “I remember now.” “Remember what?” “How it feels.” Wind. Movement. Freedom. For one hour, Hawkeye was back. When they returned, Arlene was crying. Alan’s eyes were clear. “I remembered,” he said. That night, Alan slept holding the photograph. And beside it— a new one. 2026 Same pose. Same smiles. Older men. Still together.

@Strictlyirene Rugby

Can you think of an answer to this question? 🙋🏻‍♀️