The only Hunger Games movie you need to watch
If you haven't guessed already, movies are kind of a big deal to me. I love them. Love them like a sea urchin. Sea urchins don't get much love. Anyways, movies speak to me on a pretty profound level. A powerful film can call forth a depth of emotion usually reserved for things like the birth of a child or a really good piece of cheesecake. The first time I remember feeling this strongly about a film is when I saw The Lion King as a small, impressionable child. I cannot adequately describe the feeling that this film produced in me. Seriously - I just sat here trying to describe it, and I had nothing except a bad analogy about high school grad. See? You think it's bad and you didn't even READ it, because I deleted it. That's how bad it was - it wasn't even good enough for a fourth-rate blog in this backwater hick-town corner of the internet. So you'll just have to imagine how The Lion King made me feel. This c...