Absence and Hunger

After a horribly long hiatus from review-writing, I had actually secured myself a blogging-buddy; we planned to check out Tim Burton's Dark Shadows, but due to a scheduling mishap, ended up seeing The Hunger Games instead.  All good; surprisingly so.  But then my buddy and his review mysteriously went M.I.A.  So... as time keeps on ticking, ticking, ticking into the future, I figure I should get my own review up at least before The Hunger Games sequel comes out.  Relevance is so fleeting these days.  If he shows up, I'll certainly add his voice in.  For now, hope you enjoy my solo flight into Penam.

Caitlin's Review of Hunger Games

Surprised and Sated
by Caitlin Murphy

I had made a vague, but deeply felt decision about The Hunger Games before I even walked into thetheatre.  Something about hating it.  My conclusion was based on a few previews, but also my sad suspicion that Jennifer Lawrence – who I’d adored in last year’s stirring film Winter’s Bone – was about to cash in her chips in yet another hyped-up book-to-blockbuster orgy. 

Sometimes it’s so lovely to be wrong.