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The Hunger Games (Gary Ross, 2012)

A striking sense of dread remains at the helm of Gary Ross’s adaptation of The Hunger Games. Based on Suzanne Collins’s highly successful trilogy, the film acts on an imperative where entertainment constantly cannibalizes itself to enact social control. 

On paper, The Hunger Games’s parallels to our real world problems unfurl like a grocery list for the apocalypse but the film becomes a botched rendition of the values that it puts down. Collins has said that she wrote the books with the Iraq war in mind and this is where The Hunger Games becomes a viable platform to discuss real world politics polished in young adult sheen. Tributes are deployed like soldiers to a battlefield but one can’t help but think all this is for a lost cause. After the bloodbath, the champion returns to a cruel world, where his victory is equated to a small spark in a heavily lidded existence. 

But this is a film, after all and it relies on pomp and bombast to flutter on. It requires mass appeal, perhaps to sound out its voice and what it has to say about sacrifice, courage, and the tricks that the world will set up against us but in the end it becomes a version of the Hunger Games itself: a spectacle that relies on charisma and impressiveness to make us forget for two hours or so of relentless entertainment. Excess luggages are dropped and what remains is the flashy melodrama that beats at its core: a love story that defies all odds that makes it a darker, slightly smarter cousin of the Twilight Saga.