Failing pop culture

A small bit of a convo between my mother and myself, started when we were talking about the Borders nearest our house.

Me: oh, that reminds me, Pam, we need to make sure we order our copy of Harry Potter soon.

Mom: do you read those books?

Me: sure. we love them.

Mom: I watched the movie, but I didn't like all the battles.

Me: battles?

Mom: yea, all the fighting and battles.

me: are you sure you mean Harry Potter?

Mom: yes, the book with the little people with fuzzy feet who ate a lot.

Me: that's not Harry Potter, that's Lord of the Rings.