I saw the Hunger Games with my two oldest daughters (ages 13 and 11), and 3 of their 13-year-old friends.
ALL of whom had read all the Hunger Games books and “liked” every possible Hunger Games-related page on Facebook, and had named themselves – and their entire class – after Hunger Games characters. And, of course, they were wearing various Hunger Games paraphernalia, from t-shirts reading “District 12 Tribute” to gold eyeliner.
We saw the movie the day it opened, March 23, which also happened to be Hope's 13th birthday. Nothing disturbing there, except that I actually have a 13-year-old. A teenager. I swear I'm not old enough to have a teenage daughter, but here is evidence to the contrary.
The basic story line of the Hunger Games is somewhat disturbing: 2 kids from each of 12 oppressed districts are forced by the tyrannical Capitol to compete in a fight-to-the-death competition, with only one winner at the end. Not exactly a light-hearted movie, but I was up for the challenge. I figured it had to have some redeeming points about it, or the kids wouldn't like it so much.
It turned out to be quite a gripping movie (when I wasn't closing my eyes to avoid spastic-camera-induced motion sickness.) So gripping, in fact, that I ordered the books online the very next day because I really wanted to know what happened next, and I just knew there had to be a rebellion looming. They couldn't just sit back and let the Capitol keep being so tyrannical, could they???
I read all 3 books in less than a week, while we were up north during spring break. I'm usually a short story / anything Dave Barry kind of girl. I normally do not read novels – the last novel I can remember reading was Where the Red Fern Grows when I was in 4th grade, and I remember bawling my eyes out – but these completely captured my attention, so much in fact that I couldn't put them down!
So, even after I read the entire trilogy in less than a week, I went back and read little snippets of the books over and over again, to glean more details that I might have missed.
And then I looked on the web for discussions about the books.
I looked for information about the actors who played the characters in the Hunger Games.
I looked for any and all things Hunger Games.
I now have Hunger Games wallpaper on my laptop.
So, what is so disturbing, besides the fact that I'm totally obsessing over this movie?
I have a crush on Peeta.
And I “liked” Josh Hutcherson on Facebook.
That's just not right. I mean, I'm old enough to be his
mother much older sister. To
have a crush on a book character is one thing. But to be crushing on
a character. . . in a movie. . . .who is played by an actor. . . .who
is only 19 years old. That just ain't right.
Damn you, Hunger Games for making me such a fanatic!