My Hunger For The Hunger Games

Now, I don’t tend to think of myself as having a particularly addictive personality; I only drink to be sociable and I only smoke when I drink, but every so often something so synapse-frying and irresistibly brilliant comes along that I obsess over it as though nothing else really matters.

During my childhood it was Star Wars, then Buffy the Vampire Slayer as I ended my teens and most recently Harry Potter, each of which I have been obsessively shooting directly into my eyes for years. Following the release of the final instalment of the latter (Part II) last year, I have once again found my withdrawal symptoms manifesting themselves in mysterious and alarming ways: only last week I saw an advert for Two and a Half Men and smiled. SMILED!

Google help me, I have tried to find something new to fill this hole. I persevered 13 pages into Twilight, did a bit of a run to the shops and even tried my hand at paintballing, but nothing touched me or my imagination in the same way that my previous compulsions had. It was with some trepidation, resignation and a fair dose of desperation then that I turned to Suzanne Collins’ The Hunger Games, the story following a young girl in District 12 of a dystopia future’s America who is forced to fight to the death for an upper class’ amusement. And here’s five reasons that you should too.

It’s Easy Reading.

Put down the syringe, drop that diet and for the love of God, Michael Fassbender, stop masturbating in your office toilet, it doesn’t have to be this way! You don’t have to break a single law, shatter a single mirror or draw attention to your kinky sex habits to enjoy this conveniently more literary crack, this top shelf treasure. Simply man up, borrow a younger relative, have them peruse your local book shop’s Young Adult section and hey presto, voila: a new raison d’etre.

It’s Unputdownable.

What? Of course it’s a word. Anyway, after three months and thirteen pages of mopey Mormonism I needed something new, something that I didn’t physically have to glue to my hand. I used to love peeling dried PVA from my fingers as much as the next person, but I’m already reading a children’s book and so help me Peter Pan there’s only so much childishness one top-deck, back-seat bus journey can take. With each chapter ending on the kind of cliff that actively induces vertigo, you will find yourself committing continuous social suicide as you shun your workmates and friends in an unquenchable need to know what happens next – a hallmark of any self-respecting addiction.

It Sneaks Up On You.

While the first few chapters will leave you spluttering and watery-eyed, you will quickly realise that The Hunger Games is more than the relatively measly sum of its parts. I’m not talking chic peas or inconspicuous traces of talcum powder, but an over-reliance on hammy subplots and repetitive hunting sequences in order to pad out the narrative. Despite the occasional dud note (every time Collins names a muttation – or uses the word muttation itself, for that matter – I want to quit and take up stamp collecting), The Hunger Games soon develops into an intelligent, keenly observed and utterly compelling way to spend your rapidly exploding waking hours.

There’s More Where That Came From.

While there may have been seven Star Wars movies (don’t forget Star Wars: The Clone Wars was released theatrically), seven seasons of Buffy the Vampire Slayer and seven instalments in the Harry Potter series, I have refused to be spoilt by such relatively inexhaustible suppliers as George Lucas, Joss Whedon and J.K. Rowling. The Hunger Games is no one hit wonder, however, and I spent a glorious five days in the company of Suzanne Collin’s incredible trilogy. And it’s not over yet…

There’s Going To Be A Movie.

Finally, justification for spending nearly a thousand words on a topic that falls noticeably outside the jurisdiction of this blog and the confines of my other addiction: popcorn. Star Wars had its games and spin-offs (and Vodaphone adverts), Buffy had its comic book continuation and Harry Potter had its own cinematic adapatations (eight of the buggers). As of March 23rd of this year, fellow addicts fans will be able to revisit The Hunger Games when it reaches cinemas in the guise of the Gary Ross film based on the original book. With Jennifer Lawrence as Katniss Everdeen, Josh Hutcherson as Peeta Mallark and Thor’s brother (not that one) as Gale Hawthorne, this new incarnation promises to delight, sate and inevitably divide audiences for years to come.


About popcornaddiction
I am a psychology graduate, a News Writer for HeyUGuys/BestforFilm and, most importantly, a hopeless popcorn addict.

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