To which I can only say, Gad.
Eponine is not Eowyn, seriously, despite the lovelorn pining, the nifty initial É which I'm too lazy to type, and the penchant for getting into dangerous situations. One is scrappy and cynical, one is well-bred and idealistic. One responds to her deteriorating home life with apathy, the other with a modicum of grace and forbearance. One attempts to get her crush killed to keep him from living happily ever after with the other girl; one attempts to do something useful with her suicidal impulses.
Yeah. Can you tell which one I like better?
Not that Eponine has no redeeming qualities, mind, nor that Eowyn isn't a complete romantic idiot at times. But, despite some rough parallels, I don't see how these are comparable cases.
Although it would be kind of cool if Eowyn's dumber moments were due to the fact that they were actually Eponine, and that whole crush on Aragorn was due to his inexplicable resemblance to Pontmercy. And then the Great Bureaucrat in the Sky got his papers sorted out and returned the proper, ass-kicking, name-taking young girl to Middle-Earth in time to kick said ass and take said names and live prosperously ever after to tell the tale, while Eppie went to her reward.
Yeah.
Ringwraiths would have Eppie for breakfast. I'm tellin' you.
Anyway. When I mentioned the existence of such a crossover to my mom, by the way, her first reaction was "Hobbits on the barricades?" Which I personally think would be much, much more amusing. I'd pay good money to read that. Or at least cookies. :)
*putters*
The story in question doesn't seem to have actually got to the Middle-Earth bit yet, though I can't say I'm thrilled with the bit that there is. (Insert incoherent mumble about excessively schmoopy Marii.)
Granted, it may get better. I've thoroughly enjoyed other fic by this same author. I'm just so deeply dubious...
...Peregrin, put the carbine down. Isn't it enough that you manifest in my head clad in blue jeans? Cut it out.
Ahem. I have to go soak my head now.
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*weeps some more*
But yeah, if I were inclined to cross those two over, I don't think that's how I'd do it. >_< On the other hand, what about the Thenardiers looting corpses at Helm's Deep? Now that has potential... ;p
*giggles* I like that, too.
Or Sam getting really, really drunk and going off on a six page half-coherent tangent about Society, Women, and Where'd I Put My Other Shoe, liberally laced with arcane references that only Silmarillion buffs will get.
>:)
*snugs*
Mmm, but hobbits on the barricades sounds like a lot more fun. Or Thénardier looting corpses at Helm's deep.
*grins*
*nodnods* I get your drift. :) I feel sorry for Eppie, but I like Eowyn.
And yeah. The connection is obvious, but it's superficial.
O_o That has got to be some sort of sign of unusually twisted mental depravity. Whoi.
This is making bad, bad Aragorn/Enjolras crossover images in my brain, some of which involve Viggo singing. I think it would make a delightful mockery if only we dug deep enough for the parody instead of stopping at the obvious lovelorn, angsted connections.
Gods above.
*laughs* It's right up there, not hard to find... though, as I say, it hasn't progressed very far yet. *shrug*
This is making bad, bad Aragorn/Enjolras crossover images in my brain, some of which involve Viggo singing.
Lord.
Actually, when I think of M'sieur Mortenson (sp?) singing, what comes into my head is "Martin Guerre". o_O Although this may just because Movie!Aragorn is so damn scruffy.
Now I have to not think about this. Egad.
Actually, I think I like the Boromir-Enjolras connection better. We will have no more kings!
And barricades in Minas Tirith, oh, my brain. And hobbits singing little songs as they ran off to collect ammunition....
Shut me up. Now. Please.
I think it would make a delightful mockery if only we dug deep enough for the parody instead of stopping at the obvious lovelorn, angsted connections.
Oh, I know. Evil crossovers are fun, but taking them seriously, well, that requires a lot more suspension of disbelief.
And barricades in Minas Tirith, oh, my brain. And hobbits singing little songs as they ran off to collect ammunition....
Oooh! I'd like to see that! *giggles*