A roundabout lead-in to my thoughts on this movie: when I lived in Japan, I went to see "Boys Don't Cry" as part of the Kochi City Modern Art Museum's series that I mentally translated as "films that some people here might want to see but won't get a wide release because the material is too challenging to translate." Going in, I really didn't know
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Buttons change over time. I could watch violence in college that I absolutely cannot watch now, and kids in peril bother me more now than they used to, and I don't even have any kids. Humans just aren't static.
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Maybe I misinterpreted the reactions around me. I was very disturbed by the fact that there was a 7- or 8-year-old boy sitting down the row from me, and I thought it was completely inappropriate for him to be there. This story gets my Inner Judge really going, so perhaps that seeped into my movie-going experience.
ETA: Hey! How have you been? :)
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But maybe that's my perception being poisoned by having read them all-- it's weird, I don't hate Gale so much as have this weird dissociative thing about the end of the series. I read the third book in a tent somewhere in Canada. I remember sitting upright in disbelief, and spending a whole chapter or more thinking _I don't believe it, I don't believe it, I don't believe it_ after a certain point. I have never done that with a book before-- it was like I just didn't believe the author, that's not what happened, SHE'S TELLING IT WRONG, and that never happens to me.
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I've always been Team Peeta, and did think that Peeta didn't come across quite as cool in the movie as in the book; in particular, in the book you get more of a sense of Peeta Master Manipulator and Charmmeister, always thinking about The Show, whereas here he came across more as just Earnest Nice Guy.
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