The Hunger Games- The Reluctant Psychoanalyst Goes to a Popular Movie
My son and stepdaughter have both read the first two of the three Hunger Games books. Last night my stepdaughter who had already seen the movie was sick on a night the family had planned to go to the movies. So my son and I went to see The Hunger Games. I knew from the commercials and from what the kids had said that this would be a bloody and – if this distinction can be made – violent odyssey. I anticipated that it would be grim and that I might find myself hating the ways in which I would be drawn into a post apocalyptic spectacle. Instead I found it to be a delightful, if as bloody as advertised, coming of age movie that rang truer to my current personal experience than I would have expected.
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