The servants of the Dark Lord are the wizard Saruman, the nine Ringwraiths (former kings of men), the Orcs, and the Uruk-Hai. Saruman and the Ringwraiths are traitorous members of the races of the Fellowship. But who are the Orcs, the hideous, greedy, treacherous, squat, squabbling servants of the Dark Lord, who feast like maggots on the corpse of murdered nature, who swarm like cockroaches through the bowels of the Earth? They are Tolkien's equivalent of Wagner's Niebelungen, who are an allegorical representation of the Jews. And then there are the Uruk-Hai -- the tall, muscular, aggressive, stupid, black-skinned soldiers of the Dark Lord -- spawned and gestated in mud, and unleashed by Sauron and the Orcs to enslave and exterminate the fair races of the Fellowship.
As my companion and I drove away into the sprawling urban hell of Atlanta, I wondered aloud: "How can people watch a movie like that and then return to this without feeling profoundly alienated? How can they see such magnificent natural landscapes and such beautiful, organic buildings -- and then feel at home in this tacky, plastic cityscape? How can they see such serious, noble, idealistic people -- and then watch 'Friends' and 'Will and Grace'? How can they see such magnificent specimens of the White race -- and then contentedly rub elbows with Negroes, Mestizos, and Jews?"
If more people took Tolkien's world to heart, this world would be finished.
Thus it is a veritable miracle that this movie was made in today's culture. The Orcs will surely recognize the threat it poses. But there is nothing they can do now to prevent the rest of the trilogy from being made and released, for Peter Jackson made all three films at the same time!