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I saw
Catching Fire this past weekend. You saw
Catching Fire this past weekend. We all saw
Catching Fire this past weekend. Here are five-ish things off the top of my head that I feel worth saying.
1. I think maybe now that I'm further removed from having read the books (I read the first one probably a couple months after it came out, and then I read each successive sequel on the day they were released) I feel better inclined to look at the movies slightly less clouded by my fannish enthusiasm. In retrospect I've downgraded my opinion of the first movie since the excitement wore off - I think there was a lot of good casting going on, which went a long way (praise be the person who decided Jennifer Lawrence was it), but the film's strangely timid for what it is. Catching Fire, on the other hand, well there's the thrumming of a real passion underneath it all. Director Francis Lawrence really made this feel like a world about to split at the seams. (The first stop on their Victory Tour, the one at Rue's District, is heart-rending.)
2. But why should anybody ever listen to what I have to say when I initially doubted the casting of Jennifer Lawrence way back when? Stupid, stupid, stoopid. She anchors these things with tremendous flair - Katniss is a big old bundle of contradictions, and Lawrence gets them all across with astonishing ease. Watching her face we feel it all churning right there under those apple cheeks, and effortlessly so.

3. Similarly (like Joe Reid, who apologized to her in
this most delightful piece today) I had my doubts when Jena Malone was cast as the character of Johanna Mason. Johanna wasn't my favorite character in the books like she was Joe's (and I think he understates Finnick's role - there's more to him than just a swimmer's build), but she's a firecracker and definitely integral to the success of what's to come from here on out. Jena Malone, once upon a time - read:
Donnie Darko - I was all over that. I thought she gave a marvelously underrated, surprising performance in
The Ruins, too. Then she gave some dumb annoying interview, I can't really even remember its contents so much anymore, but it was so irritating and pretentious and awful that my opinion swerved on a dime. Never doubt my fickleness, y'all. Thankfully though we can put that behind us now, because she is top notch marvelous in
Catching Fire. More than anybody up there she makes you feel the rage that the victors are experiencing over the betrayal that this Quarter Quell represents, and the "fuck this shit we're done" that it snaps in pretty much all of them. I knew what was up with Johanna, I read the books, but watching the movie Jena Malone made me feel like I had no idea what this girl was gonna do next. She was thrilling. That scene in the elevator is electric, popping in a dozen different directions at once.

4. Back to Finnick. Sam Claflin is not as horrible as I was afraid he'd be - I actually think he hits a couple of the emotional notes really well. He and Jennifer Lawrence play off of each other fantastically; maybe that's how he got the job. Their relationship is immediately more interesting than the one between Lawrence and Liam Hemsworth, for instance - it's a good thing Hemsworth's pretty blue eyes glow bright enough that you don't care what he's saying, since he apparently doesn't either. Still Claflin just never sold me on Finnick's supposed eye-popping charisma, which is crucial. Jena Malone, that little pinch-faced ragamuffin, pranced him right out of the place.
5. Weirdly the first half of the film works better than pretty much anything once we're inside the Game. Once we're inside the dome, it becomes an hour of running away from CG things, and the tension gets stretched thin. (Although I did get to see a baboon underwater, which is one to check off the "Things I Never Expected To See In My Life" list.) But the build-up to the dome, the interactions between the characters (holla Elizabeth Banks getting stuff to really do this time, and being absolutely ace at it) and the introduction of the new characters, that all pretty much works like gangbusters. That said, I
tweeted this right after seeing the film but I stand by it - I really really had to hold myself down in my seat to keep myself from cheering at the end, when... well you know, Katniss does what she does. A moment of triumph that feels earned, and spectacular. And scary and horrible too, since what it forebodes is all that. Anyway the film sticks the landing. Bring on the
Mockingjays!
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