This epic story predominantly follows the adventures of two hobbits, Frodo and Sam, who are entrusted with a seemingly impossible mission: the destruction of the Ring of power. Their perilous journey becomes a tale of hope and darkness, love and corruption, friend against foe, but above all – of good triumphing over evil.

A little apprehensive about how the 3hr stage adaptation would fare, the action began before even the curtain was up. Hobbits run around the auditorium causing all kinds of mischief in their attempts to catch glowing fireflies that float overhead. (I actually collided with one, stepping on his hairy little hobbit foot, whilst another tried to catch me in his net.)

Everything is exaggerated; from the costumes to the music, right down to Rosie Cotton’s bottom. The hobbits are energetic, stealing the show with their quirkiness and quick quips (especially Pippin.) But there is too a tone of sadness in their disposition, their laughter and merry ways fading as the power of the Ring grows ever stronger, corrupting their stout hearts.

The elves are enchanting; their costumes as beautiful as they are. Floating elegantly down to the stage, these fragile, otherworldly creatures are full of intrigue and magic. Lady Galadriel however is the star of them all; magnificent and golden, regal in her splendour. Her voice shines out, crystal clear, as she sings of her beloved Lothlorien.

The Orks and the Ringwraiths, evil and terrible, are yet darkly glorious too. During the second half, they are released into the audience, causing shrieks and giggles, but not without an element of unease. Shelob, the spider, is masterfully done (although I must say, I think I’ve seen scarier looking Balrogs lurking in my wardrobe.)

Gollum is incredible. Such a difficult character, but so excellently portrayed. Sinister and pitiful – his internal anguish was gripping, and oh so creepy. Gandalf, Frodo, Sam, Aragorn, Legolas, Boromir, Arwen were all fantastic; the men rugged and tough, and the women strong yet delicate.

The stage effects were artistic, perfectly complimenting the action, truly capturing the epic nature of this tale. There was no doubt you were in Middle Earth watching this ‘history’ unfold. Nothing could have seemed more natural than wizards and elves, hobbits and men, all fighting to destroy the one Ring and defeat the dark Lord Sauron.

Fast-paced and elaborate, energetic and acrobatic, funny yet haunting too – it really is a must-see. From the white wizard himself, “May the hair on your toes never fall out!”

The Lord of the Rings
Drury Lane, Theatre Royal: May 9 2007 – September 27 2008
Adaptation of J.R.R. Tolkien’s novel
3hours 5mins
Tickets: £15-£60