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This Scene in The Lord of the Rings Could be a Full Movie Itself

The battle of Helm’s Deep is the first major battle in the Lord of the Rings and is the climax of the second chapter: The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers. The cast and crew had to really struggle through months of difficult night shoots (it was shot almost entirely in the dark) to finish this huge scene. The result of their effort is one of the greatest battles in cinematic history.
Taking place almost entirely at night and in the rain, the scale of this sequence was unheard of in the film industry at the time. Actually filming it was entirely another kind of struggle. It took three and a half months of freezing night shoots to finish the sequence. Crazy right?

Almost two decades later, the effects of this battle hold up surprisingly well. This is in part due to the sheer number of practical effects used. The Uruk-hai were made with makeup and prosthetics on real actors rather than CGI. Because of this they look as good now as they did when it was in theatres.
This battle has a full narrative arc within itself. Clocking in at 39 minutes long, it is almost a movie within a movie. This battle was my personal favourite scene in the whole trilogy, what was yours??
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We entered on the starboard side, down through some stairs. When he opened the door, there came a musky scent, like someone had been burning incense. I asked him about that, he said that he had not burned anything of the sort and he had not cleaned it since the owner called him almost two months before. I asked even further about the owner, I had initially thought Martin was the owner. As we went inside, I was taken back, it was spacious, clearly like a studio apartment. On the other end, which was a few steps higher, by what looked like the back door, was the bedroom area. An empty unmade bed sat. I looked up, down, and around as I moved toward the back door. And for some reason, I felt like I could live here. I felt like I had come home. I could hear Martin talking about the owner, some of it I had caught but once we were inside, I did not hear much of the rest. What I did catch was that the owner had been gone for quite some time, months from the sound of it, and had decided he wasn't going to return for a while. He and Martin's brother were very good friends and had left the barge in his care, but his brother had passed on years ago. So Martin had taken over looking after the place, he became the caretaker. Moving it when it needed to be moved. Apparently, the owner had released the barge to Martin to use as he wished and so he decided would rent it out for the extra income. Martin laughed. I turned and looked at him and asked what he was laughing about. He said that the owner told him not to put the barge here, to let it dock someplace else but he said this is the best spot, they argued about it over the phone and then the owner warned him that if anything happens, to remember that he was warned. Martin laughed again. Maybe it had been the tone of the conversation that made him laugh, I thought it sounded a little odd. 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