Finally! After months of anticipation and reading the series TWICE…finally! This weekend we took the boys and met some friends and watched The Hunger Games!
And apparently I’m the only person in the country that didn’t like it. At all.
I think they did a great job of utilizing commentary during the games to explain some details. I think they did a fabulous job in casting. I understand there were ratings and time and money limitations. It’s probably a great movie separate from the book. But I simply couldn’t divorce what I had visualized & the imaginatively experienced with what was floating across the screen.
The books were chock full of pain – both physical and psychological. The characters transform and regress and evolve. They suffer. They experience psyche rending horrors and joys only appreciated in contrast. They are multi dimensional and (some are) complicated and gritty.
On screen? They were flat. Colorless. Haymitch and Effie were almost after thoughts. Relationships weren’t developed. The story was watered down. The Capital was…unimpressive. Katniss and Peeta’s entrance outfits and her dress…wimpy. The arena? A vacation spot. Their “wounds”? Surface at best.
I did tear up at the beginning when Prim’s name was called and when Katniss had to say her goodbyes. There were highlights I enjoyed….Rue peeking around a tree or in the rafters. When Kat shot the apple out of the pigs mouth. Ceasar Flickerman.
Some of the changes made sense given time and were quite well done. I liked how they incorporated conversations between Snow and Seneca Crane. I really enjoyed the behind the scenes of the game-making. But some? Totally pointless. Why change how she got the pin? Why remove Rue’s role when it helped knit them together & that is crucial down the storyline? Why not incorporate Kat’s hearing loss after the explosion…another detail that is moderately important later on?
The whole thing was…anti-climatic. Truly a let down. I shouldn’t be surprised. Only LoTR and Harry Potter have come close to living up to the books. With Hunger Games the best part was when my husband held my hand.





