How I was waiting for this movie! But, damn it, it didn’t live up to my expectations ((I didn’t get the same pleasure from the film as from reading the book, it doesn’t have the same atmosphere. I don’t want to say that he’s bad, not at all, it’s just apparently my troubles)) — juliaLi

Neither a bad nor a good film, just normal — Anonymous

You can remain human even in inhuman conditions. (end of quote) —jmd

I don’t even understand what the gray-bearded idiot was doing there, and why he was dissatisfied? Brothers, explain to the ignorant ( — I’m_smart_dot_com

Sobsna, the epigraph briefly says, in general, everything that can be said about the film. It’s difficult to describe it in one word, you can’t really tell a lot about it, in places it’s incomprehensibly incomprehensible, and besides, the subject is unashamedly one of those nasty films that have more than three points of view on themselves, namely “shit", "masterpiece", And "I don’t care". I had no doubts about what he was to Andryusha Yesin, at least immediately after leaving the cinema. But more on that later. Now let’s try to figure out what the seven GIs are, at least in terms of their components.

And if it is https://nuttybingocasino.uk/login/ a vinaigrette of some pretty cool combinations of ingredients – a competently stylized book-licked plot, not a vomiting performance by the main character, sometimes simply enchanting steps of the second and third acting lines, an extremely dark, but not particularly outstanding music, and all this is seasoned with not third-rate graphics and a certain inner liveliness of the characters. True, all this was clearly filmed by some kind of epileptic under the direction of the director, at the sight of the action, which begins to emit unprecedented tons of light, triggering the operator’s epileptic machine, and as a result, out of 20 minutes of action, we only see a clear picture for about three seconds. The rest of the time, a shitty slideshow flashes before your eyes, which is clearly not allowed to sleep peacefully by the laurels of the second space. And by mixing all this, you, in principle, will get a certain concept in your gray matter, but what is “The Hunger Games”. But let’s quickly move on from the film’s essence to possible conclusions from it.

And the conclusion is a terribly unsightly thing, and quite clearly and undeniably. GI is a typical Twilight clone with an extremely soulful, but sometimes stern main character, with an intricate love trio in which it is more difficult to accurately predict who wants to fuck whom."When will Torres score??", and with immense cruelty, "scratching" everything down to the last hair (what if the pubic. ) on the body of the film by censorship. Twilight to Twilight, yes they drive Twilight and look at Twilight. Boo, I say Twilight, boo, be afraid and don’t go crazy.

At least, this is the opinion of the overwhelming majority of those with whom I started this conversation about the film.

And it pissed me off a little.

Because the film doesn’t even think about hiding the fact that it is some kind of creation of what’s-her-name-who-made-the-saga. Yes, here is a story of love and pain of three teenagers in the atmosphere of a warlike and dangerous changing world. Yes, one girl and two guys. Yes, yes, yes, you caught us, show us where to sign in the twilight mess. Say something in defense? Oh, that’s great for you. We have no defensive arguments. That little bag of food over there doesn’t count. Absolutely, absolutely.

Well, yes, we don’t have any serious love experiences of the main characters. But three heavy glances and two romantic decisions to hold hands and kiss in order to save your sirloin, AND I DON’T CARE THAT ALL THIS IS DIVIDED INTO THREE – WHAT IS NOT FILLING THE FILM WITH PINK Snot?! YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND ANYTHING ABOUT PINK Snot, AFTER ALL. THERE ARE MANY, EVEN WHEN THEY ARE FEW, YES!

Well, yes, the main character is more of a teenage leader carrying her family after the grief of loss than a pale-faced hysterical woman in love. Well, pfft, you just fucked… CRIPPED.

Well yes, we have Woody Harlson. Superbly playing his goofy and supposedly indifferent role to everyone and everything. SO WHAT, YES, A GOOD PERFORMANCE BY ONE ACTOR DOES NOT MEAN THAT THE FILM OVERALL IS GOOD. And the rest don’t fade in comparison by pure chance, and not because they’re also good, AND DON’T CONSUME.

Well yes, we have action. And OH, oh our pride, I pray for you and your moms and dads, thank you for existing, SLIDESHOWED AND CENSORSHIP. We ate, bitchzy. AND I DON’T CARE THAT IT STILL DELIVERS IN PLACES. FUCKED, CHESLOVO.

In short, let no one doubt that The Hunger Games is a story filled with snot about the incomprehensible emotional experiences of the main character towards two guys, and all this is also against the backdrop of a BIG WINE with internal value tending to zero.