…the movie version.
I read THG and enjoyed it. So much so that I immediately bought Catching Fire and Mockingjay.
THG remains my favorite, so we’ll just stick to the movie version of that now.
I loved it. From the portrayal of the Appalachian-esque mining town (my husband’s family is from West Virginia – a land known for its coal mines, mountains and forests) with its stark poverty to the almost-another-planet feeling of Capitol, the settings for this movie were brilliant. Exactly as I could have imagined them to be.
I absolutely appreciated how the movie could – and did – take us “behind the scenes” to where the Game was being orchestrated. Watching Haymitch schmooze to get sponsorship for his girl (I feel that he and Katniss share a lot in common) when she needed help, watching Seneca Crane and his amused but clinical approach to directing the players on the killing grounds…
Was it horrible? Yes. The story is a brutal dystopia and the absolute power of President Snow is seen with his quiet-voiced disapproval as he cuts his roses and so on. (Donald Sutherland was brilliant, as always.)
I cried. More than once. Katniss is not an emotional creature, but she loves her sister and that was so entirely evident at the Reaping. Her smiles in the forest for Gale were real, too. Short-lived, but genuine. That is what made her feigned smiles at the end of the Games, on the Victors’ Interview, so chilling, to me.
I feel dreadful for Peeta, as the movie concludes. I do. He loves this girl who is playing to win. Katniss is a survivor – it’s what she does best. And she does it well. I don’t have to like her all the time, but the film makes it easy to understand her. And to feel that she’s doing her best with what she has.
There aren’t a lot of movies I would willingly pay full price to see repeatedly, but this is definitely one of them.
Oh yes, I am definitely Team Gale.