Saturday, March 31, 2012

Two movies--Beauty and The Beast

I’m going to rant a bit.

It’s a good movie if you can stand the concept.

It’s a good movie if you like gladiator games, and barbarism, and people who force children into being killers.

You know I am talking about The Hunger Games. Husband Dear and I saw it last night. I had to go. (It’s showing about every 15 minutes at the local theater.) When I read that The Scholastic Publishing Company has printed 35.5 million copies of the series, I had to know what people are getting so excited about. I figured seeing the movie was quicker than reading all those books—not that I don’t like to read.
As I said, it’s a good movie if you can stand a government who sends usurpers into poverty, takes 24 of their young people every year, pits them against each other, tells them that they will probably die of exposure, dehydration, or infection before someone stabs them, puts the games on Television for their enjoyment, tweaks the games at bit—such as mine-trapping the provisions, and sending flesh-ripping dog/panther type animals to up the ante, then exalts the one left standing.

Maybe it was all social comment.

The one good point made by the disgusting president was that there is one thing stronger than fear, and that is hope. So they don’t just execute the 24 each year, but make a game of it.

Have I ruined it for you?

You have to love the heroine though. And that’s probably why it’s a good movie. You love the heroine and you care what happens to her. They throw a lot of rocks at her (figuratively speaking, it’s a must in story writing), but she is strong, she never loses her heart, and she beats the system.

Okay—go see the movie, tell me where I’m wrong. Do you come out glad you’re a human being or sad that you are one?

 Number 2:
Okay, here’s a good movie all the way through: Descendants for which George Clooney was nominated for the Academy Award—should have won too.
They throw rocks at him, too, you know that’s a must, and they do it with finesse. Could be a sad story, Clooney’s character’s wife is in a coma. She had an affair. One daughter is in rehab. Clooney is rather at a loss in being a father with the younger daughter. They persevere, they triumph. I was particularly drawn to it because it was set in Hawaii. Particularly enjoyed one of Clooney’s first lines, “Paradise F***’s.”

The writer knew of Hawaii, showcased it, it rained, the landscape was overcast, they go into an off- the-beat island bar. They take off their shoes when entering a house. Clooney runs down the street clumsily in flip-flops. They show the green, the flowers, the land they save for prosperity, the beauty,  they have reason to travel from Honolulu to the Big Island, and to Kauai. Beautiful writing, beautifully acted, beautiful setting.