the hunger games was silly

There are only a handful of movies I can think of that were even remotely close to being decent in comparison to the books that inspired them.

For someone who loves to read fiction and loves loves loves to go to the movies I think it is one of the very best treasures in life when you read a book you loved and you see it like a movie in your head and then they make a movie based on it and the onscreen movie is the exact same movie you saw in your head while you were reading the book.

Youknowwhatimean?

For example, Shutter Island. The book and the movie were identical. Both awesome.

Harry Potter 1 and 2 were exactly how I saw them in my head. By the third movie they changed the director I think and he killed the scenery for me.

The Lovely Bones was an amazing book. Terrible movie. Awful, in fact.

The Other Boleyn Girl. Loved the book. Hated the movie. They totally changed the movie. Why do they do that?

We Need to Talk About Kevin. Absolutely, stunningly traumatic book. I gave the movie one and a half thumbs down. But only because Eva did not act in the movie like she acted in my head. And.....I'm pretty sure I'm right on this one. Someone missed the 'vision' and it wasn't me.

The Time Traveler's Wife. My favourite book of all time and I really liked the movie but most people did not.

Anyway.....

The man and I took Cicely to see The Hunger Games on Monday night. She had read the book twice, me once, the man none. I asked him repeatedly to read the books because they were so good and I thought he would like them.

He doesn't listen to me.

Whatever. Man. Your loss.

Now is where I will preface this story with my feelings on teen lit. I have not read a lot of teen lit as an adult. I have read all the Harry Potter books, well except the last third of the last book.

Can you believe that? I got two thirds through and gave up. I did not care for that book at all. I even carted that stupid thing all around Italy and Greece and never finished it. I loved the movies though so I don't feel so bad about it.

Twilight.

I read all the Twilight books. The first one was good. I was gripped. No question. The rest were total crap. Why did I read them? I bowed to peer pressure. I was weak. I conformed. And these stupid books ruined all teen lit potential for me. I forbid Cicely to read them and I stand behind my opinion that these books are the epitome of a teen love triangle vampire/werewolf fiction cesspool.

Okay, that was dramatic.

Enter The Hunger Games. At first I did not want to read them because of the whole Twilight thing. But Jack wanted to read them and I needed to know if he was going to survive the ridiculousness that is teen lit.

So I read them. And I loved them. And the love triangle did not leave me wanting to deck anyone. And the leading lady had good reason to be mopey and ill-wardrobed. She had important things to contend with.

She was nothing like that whiny smile-less, needy, tease Bella.

I was so impressed with how close the onscreen movie was compared to the movie playing in my mind as I read the book. It was really good.

The Hunger Games that is.

Really really good.

When it was done I looked at the man and asked him if he loved it like we did.

"It was stupid," he said.

"Haha." Surely he was pulling my leg.

He held firm to his opinion all the way home. We almost argued over it. I even accused him of acting like his mother. He didn't like this, he didn't like that, he didn't like the other thing. He claimed he needed to have read the book first. I told him he was wrong since the movie was so accurate and what could he possibly have issue with? Regardless, he hated it. Thought it was dumb, stupid and silly.

Silly.

He thought The Hunger Games was silly.

This from the man whose favourite genre to read is fantasy.


Fantasy. Silly. Aren't these synonyms?

Cicely and I decided that we will never ever invite the man to another movie ever ever again.

Pfft....The Hunger Games was silly.

Silly my butt.