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Goddammit, sometimes the Devil plays havoc with me.

Here I was blissfully mowing my lawn this afternoon (and in a spirit of charity of my foreclosed neighbor’s as well) under a weak mid-Atlantic sun when there came about an insatiable Fandango itch to check what new movies were releasing this Friday.

Holy moly, The Dictator was releasing today.

Abandoning my foreclosed neighbor’s overgrown weeds to the mercies of the town authorities, I rushed to see if Sacha Baron Cohen was going to repeat a Borat.

Harrison Ford was Right

Sitting through The Dictator, it suddenly dawned on me how right Harrison Ford was.

Notwithstanding all the ooohs and aaahs over his Indiana Jones, I’ve always considered Harrison Ford a walking, talking advertisement for lobotomy surgery.

That is, you can have your brains removed in full and still fool people with the appearance of a normal human being.

But I consider Ford a genius for one thing and for one thing only – for telling Sacha Baron Cohen to Fuck Off when the British actor tried to ambush him with an interview while filming Brüno.

Fuck Off Sacha, Fuck Off Sacha, Fuck Off Sacha…..I kept repeating while wearily sitting through his latest misadventure The Dictator.

Rarely funny, frequently crude, offensively obscene and mostly tasteless, The Dictator reminded me of Bollywood films where the hero (often Akshay Kumar) pre-warns fans to leave their brains at home before heading for his movies.

Even that insane strategy wouldn’t work here because The Dictator is so hopelessly crude and trashy.

Besides acting as the film’s eponymous dictator, Sacha is also guilty of co-writing and co-producing this piece of junk.

Poor Writing

An ugly old Irish crone once told me that writing is hard.

To which yours truly adds, writing humor is infinitely harder.

The dividing line between crude humor and crude garbage can be measured in microns.

The Dictator’s main problem is that Sacha crosses that line far too often, flinging an ‘unfunny’ curse on the comedy.

The principal villain of the Dictator is in the hopelessly mediocre writing.

Except for rare moments that evoked a mild smile but certainly not guffaws, it’s a trial to sit through The Dictator, which is centered around the antics of Admiral General Aladeen, dictator of the fictional North African nation of Wadiya.

On the verge of developing nuclear capability, Wadiya has been placed under sanctions and is at risk of imminent military strikes from the United States unless Aladeen addresses the United Nation and turns a democratic leaf.

And so Aladeen, like all of of Sacha’s previous characters, comes to America, where much of the film is set.

The sight of the immensely talented fine British actor Krishna Bhanji aka Ben Kingsley, who plays the dictator’s Uncle Tamir, kissing the dictator’s armpits and then getting kissed by him on the lips is proof that some members of the Homo Sapiens will stoop to anything, anything to hear the jingling of a few silver coins in their pockets.

Pint-sized Anna Faris brings great verve and energy to her role of activist and ‘green’ grocery store manager Zoey while Jason Mantzoukas turns in an animated performance as Nadal, the ‘executed’ head of Wadiya’s nuclear agency.

Alas, all in vain for the movie is 99% about the Wadiya dictator’s antics, where the movie falls flat.

Unlike Anna and Jason, Sacha, the pivot of this film, merely went through the motions, never once making me sit up in my chair.

Being a Sacha Baron Cohen movie, nudity, masturbation, scatology, racism, sexism and assorted vulgarity are de rigueuer but seldom are any of them funny.

During my visit, the movie hall was mostly empty and I rarely heard any laughter suggesting I had other companions in misery, who too were sitting suffering through this so-called comedy.

All in all, The Dictator wasted my time and money and left me with an unkempt lawn.

Your favorite blog SearchIndia.com strongly urges you to stay away from The Dictator (not that I expect you chutiyas to even consider watching a Hollywood comedy).

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Gothic horror comedy Dark Shadows is clearly not a film for the chutiyas aka Indians of any stripes.

But blessed with a Catholic disposition yours truly can digest anything you throw on the screen.

Comic, tragic, romantic, and even, gothic.

Anything but the pathetic, bring it on baby.

Finding myself at a loose end today and not withstanding the mostly ‘rotten’ reviews the film has garnered, I cast off the Black Dog and hauled my Sybilian decrepit selves to the new Johnny Depp film Dark Shadows.

Anyways, Dark Shadows can’t be worse than the putrid stuff Bollywood foists upon me every week.

Plus, Dark Shadows comes with the bonus of three Hollywood actors I like – Johnny Depp, Michelle Pfeiffer and Chloë Grace Moretz.

Classy movie buffs (like me) love classy actors.

At least, so went my reasoning as I stepped out into the hot mid-Atlantic afternoon.

Chalta Hai

Dark Shadows is what, given my Indian antecedents, I’d consider a chalta hai kind of movie.

Not good, not bad but it’ll do.

Me never got high like I did the other night after watching the Chinese film Ocean Heaven (Jet Li) nor did I fall in the deep end of the despair pool that Bollywood invariably pushes me into.

As most baby boomers in Amreeka would know, Dark Shadows is based on the late 60s eponymous TV series.

Apparently the TV series was popular in its time and over the years amassed many notable fans including this film’s director Tim Burton, Johnny Depp, Madonna and Quentin Tarantino.

Hell Hath No Fury ….1776 Meets 1972

The movie starts off in 18th century Liverpool and quickly shifts to Amreeka where the Collins family has moved, like so many immigrants before and since, seeking fortune and fame in the New World.

Things go swimmingly well for the family that settles by the sea-side in Maine. Soon a city has grown there named Collinsport, after the Collin family.

All izz well until young Barnabas Collins (who else, but Johnny Depp) falls foul of a beautiful young maiden Angelique Bouchard when he spurns her love.

Hell hath no fury like a scorned woman.

And greater the wrath you invite when the scorned woman Angelique also happens to be a witch practicing sorcery of the diabolique kind.

Soon enough Barnabas’ parents are murdered, his lover Josette forced off the cliff and our fine strapping young man turned into a vampire, chained and buried in a tight iron box where he lies for nearly 200 years.

All the fiendish work of the vengeful Angelique, her spells and her curses.

Until some 20th century construction workers stumble upon the metal casket, open it and quickly meet a gory end.

Where do you think our Barnabas, blissfully unaware that two centuries has passed by, goes next?

Of course, to his home.

Only to find his beloved Collinwood in utter disrepair and the current residents Elizabeth Collins (the ever-charming Michelle Pfeiffer), her rebellious daughter Caroline (lovely Chloë Grace Moretz) et al in straitened circumstances.

But if Barnabas is back from the past promising to restore Collinwood to its former glory, can Angelique and Josette be far behind.

Soon, it seems like 1776 redux.

Will Angelique triumph again, can Barnabas withstand her overtures and her wicked sorcery, does the love of Victoria Winters (Josette in a new avatar) win this time or is it the cliff all over again?

Michelle Pfeiffer oozes class and age has not diminished her beauty nor the spell she casts over besotted fans like me.

As is his wont, Johnny Depp does a good job. But he didn’t put me under a spell in Dark Shadows.

That the French actress Eva Gaëlle Green easily did, making me swoon under her spell.

Eva Green is a superb choice for Angelique.

This woman can emote, and so diabolically well. I for one would love to see more of Eva Green.

The little English dynamo of talent Helena Bonham Carter is superb as the psychiatrist. I can’t visualize a role that Helena Bonham Carter won’t excel in.

Bet she’d bring a completely new dimension to even James Bond. Any takers for this comedy?

The dialogs sparkle occasionally.

I found the photography more than a tad disappointing. Was this the same Bruno Delbonnel that filmed Amélie (2001).

Besides the ho-hum photography, Dark Shadows fails to hit the high notes on the narrative side as well. Just not gripping enough to keep me engaged.

Of course, I wouldn’t dream of telling all ye chutiyas to watch Dark Shadows.

Because it just ain’t your cup of movie chai.

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The young Black guy sitting to my right was so ripe with emotion that at the end of the super-heroes film Avengers he couldn’t resist turning to a complete stranger (me, me, me) and asking rhetorically, “Nice movie, eh? They did a good job on that.”

Yeah, I responded because it’s the politically correct (and smart) thing to say when everyone around you is clapping.

Ain’t No Big Deal

But if you really want to know, I think Avengers is like a good reefer that gives you a momentary high but, hey, who remembers the euphoria the next morning.

You can take my word that a few months from now no one’ll even remember this high octane action flick let alone talk about it.

Just one more in a long line of Hollywood releases pumped by a cast of A list stars (Robert Downey Jr, Scarlett Johansson, Samuel Jackson) and souped up by A++ gee wiz gimmickry.

The loudest claps and applause came when an angry Hulk, after being taunted by the villain Loki that earthlings were beneath Gods like him, grabs the evil man by the legs and repeatedly smashes his body against the floor in a violent fury.

Admittedly, the scene was a bit funny given Loki’s vainglorious boast but is seeing a bad guy being smashed to a pulp against the floor cause enough to send the entire movie hall into a collective swoon and a lengthy orgasm?

Is this what big $220 million Hollywood movies and audiences have come down to.

O tempora, o mores.

But for now the audience is enthusiastically lapping it up.

Shows are sold out, parking lots are full and the lines inside U.S. theatres long.

And the studio (Paramount, in this instance) involved will make a ton of money, ensuring similar dreary stuff coming down the pike.

Nothing, it seems, can shake the sway of the super-hero film genre on the American psyche. By the way, get ready for Spiderman releasing in July.

Earth in Peril

When Earth comes under grave threat following the theft of the bluish Tesseract crystal, a high energy source, by the evil Loki from the Asgardian realm, spy agency S.H.I.E.L.D Nick Fury assembles his Avengers team of hotshots to save the planet.

And who in the name of Christ are these so-called Avengers?

Well, think of them as Earth’s last line of defense against a mad and incredibly powerful enemy like Loki.

To moviegoers, the Avengers are a familiar crew, drawn from the Marvel Comics pantheon and comprise of Tony Stark/Iron Man, Steve Rogers/Captain America, Dr.Bruce Banner/Hulk, Thor, Natasha Romanoff/Black Widow and Clint Barton/Hawkeye.

Mind-numbing Pulp

The rest is all mind-numbing pulp with Iron Man whooshing around, Thor swinging his Hammer at enemies, the Black Widow kicking anything in sight, Loki warning there’s no going back, Dr.Banner ‘Hulking’ up and interminable fights on the ground and up in the air.

Fortunately, I was spared underwater fights this time around.

The action scenes are what’s considered de rigueur for a 21st century super-heroes film.

Anything less would turn it into a total travesty for the fan-base.

Loki played by Tom Hiddleston, while not completely disappointing as a villain, was kinda eclipsed in all the hurly burly of the flying men, speeding arrows, hammer-falls and fiery explosions.

Only occasionally did the dialogs rise above the banal.

Tiresome Exercise

Without the powerful dramatic characters that can only be built on the edifice of an engaging story, most super-hero movies have now descended into a farce fizzing with special effects gimmickry.

The first few times, I could sit through all these fizz-laden effects. But lately I find it incredibly tedious and can’t wait for the end-credits to roll.

Desis here will be pleased to learn that Mera Bharat Mahaan figures for about 2 or 3-minutes in the movie. Yes, it includes even a few Hindi dialogs.

Overall, I wasn’t in the least bit excited by Avengers and must confess that I even nodded off for a few seconds now and then.

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Will Avengers be the biggest movie of 2012, eclipsing even Hunger Games.

Very possible.

The reviews have been mostly positive and the cast is A-list (Robert Downey Jr, Samuel Jackson, Scarlett Johansson, Chris Evans. Mark Ruffalo, Jeremy Renner et al).

Another 15 minutes for the lights to dim and the hall is already about 70% full.

Definitely, it’s going to be a full house at this theatre in the mid-Atlantic region.

I have high hopes of a good time.

Damn mad that Avengers released a week earlier in India.

Looks like even Hollywood is turning its back on America.

OK, time to dig into the Spring Rolls I smuggled into the theatre. ;)

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After vexedly enduring our Bollywood and Kollywood jackasses acting like chimps in movie after movie for decade after decade, we decided to hit the theater today and see the real deal – the new Disney movie Chimpanzee.

A DocuDrama

Chimpanzee is one of those movies that’s hard to peg into a category.

It’s not a traditional nature documentary nor a typical drama.

So SI has slotted the film into a new category – DocuDrama, where Disney has blended emotional drama into a documentary to make the movie more appealing to a larger audience.

Does the move succeed?

Yes, but only to a degree.

Oscar – Chimp Hero

Set in the rain forests of Ivory Coast and Uganda in Africa, Chimpanzee follows the antics of a baby chimp named Oscar through his young and turbulent early life in the dense jungles of Africa.

Beautifully photographed by Martyn Colbeck, Chimpanzee is overall a pleasing affair.

Just remember not to expect the Oscar to perform an item number a la  Sheila ki Jawaani. ;)

Despite the environmental holocaust perpetrated on nature by greedy, grasping humans, Africa still retains some dense forests with a lush canopy allowing little light to hit the forest floor.

But the jungle is a hostile environment for all its inhabitants and the chimps have a hard time.

Besides the constant struggle of having to forage for food (stuff like nuts or smaller monkeys), chimpanzees, which live in gangs, also have to fend off invasions from rival chimp gangs and contend with dangerous predators like leopards.

The movie does a good job of showing chimpanzees in their natural habitat, the hunt for nuts, berries or monkeys, use of stones and other implements, team work, fights between rival gangs and the stunning visual beauty of the forest, particularly in the night.

Add to that the antics of young Oscar, vainly trying to break open nuts, jumping around or hitching a ride on his mother’s back.

Not much to complain about, right?

But the folks at Disney thought it’s not enough to get the big bucks at the box office.

So Disney injects a big dose of drama into the documentary. Continue reading »

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We were more disappointed with The Descendants than with the straight-to-DVD film Columbus Circle.

Given the multiple Oscar nominations and oversaturated hype surrounding The Descendants we expected to be blown away by this George Clooney starrer.

Having watched the film today, now we can say with confidence that the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences did the right thing in snubbing The Descendants for the three big prizes (Best Picture, Best Director and Best Actor) and awarding them instead to the French silent production, The Artist.

An abiding affection for George Clooney or the endless priapic ecstasy over Shailene Woodley’s bikini clad figure notwithstanding, we decided to award no more than an ‘Above Average’ grade to The Descendants.

As is by now common knowledge, the movie is set in Hawaii with Clooney playing a middle-aged father/lawyer/husband coping with a dreadful family tragedy, a boat accident that has left his wife in a coma.

As if that weren’t bad enough, there’s a startling disclosure of infidelity, the responsibility of taking care of two mealy-mouthed, rebellious young daughters and the pressure of making a big decision on the sale of a huge tract of prime land.

How does a man cope under such terrible circumstances?

If you want to know, that’s the raison d’etre of the movie.

By no means is the movie an unwatchable affair, it’s just that the hiatus between heightened expectations and the reality seemed too large for us to ignore.

Our principal grouse against the film is that not for a moment did we get a sense of three main characters (father and the two daughters) being under the strain of having a close family member seriously sick and near death.

Instead, the sick person Elizabeth is pushed into the background and the curtains drawn over her hospital bed to let the movie focus on other subjects – infidelity, uncouth children, a tactless boy friend, sale of the land etc.

Just didn’t make sense to us.

Maybe, the American mind tackles family tragedy differently from the Asian model.

Since it’s George Clooney, it’s impossible we’ll ever see a rotten performance from the actor. Banish the thought if you’re nurturing it.

George Clooney on a bad day is a million times better than any Bollywood actor on his best day!

But still we did feel shortchanged a bit by Clooney in a few scenes. Like, for instance when the doctor breaks the news to him on his wife’s prognosis. One would expect to see more than a deadpan expression (even if it’s only for a few seconds).

As the older daughter Alexandra, Shailene Woodley turns in a fine performance.

We bet, like us, you too will be surprised to learn that The Descendants is her first feature film. Bravo Shailene!

Alexander Payne directed The Descendants on a screenplay he co-wrote with Nat Faxon and Jim Rash.

The movie is based on Kaui Hart Hemmings’s debut novel of the same name.

You can rent The Descendants DVD at Netflix or RedBox.

Columbus Circle – Predictable Unthriller

In no time we had hazarded a guess as to what was gonna happen!

And, boy, did it happen exactly the way we thought it would.

Now we know why this movie went directly to DVD without the fig leaf of even a single week at the theatres.

A wealthy young woman is leading a reclusive life in a penthouse apartment at Columbus Circle, New York City.

She hasn’t stepped out of her apartment in a long time.

The concierge has worked there for eons and even he hasn’t seen her in all these years.

Not once.

The death of an elderly neighbor sets in motion a series of events that ultimately is to have serious consequences for the recluse.

When new neighbors move into the penthouse apartment, the recluse’s life, just like her pretty large porcelain vase, is shattered.

But by this time we knew where the movie was heading and so the thrill was lost to us.

What ruins the film is, above all, the mediocre writing that robs the film of any suspense save to the completely daft.

George Gallo directed Columbus Circle and also co-wrote the film with Kevin Pollak.

Selma Blair plays the wealthy recluse.

We have mixed feeling about the twist in the ending. It certainly could have been handled a lot less clumsily.

And what’s with the NYPD cops just staring at her in the end?

Don’t tell us they’re that stooopid.

The Columbus Circle DVD too is available at Netflix and RedBox.

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The greatest of life’s many tragedies is that it’s so damn unfair.

Evil often triumphs over Good.

There’s often no penalty for cruelty, gluttony, debauchery, savagery and a raft of other venal acts.

And, oh yes, good movies sometimes meet a sorry fate at the box office and the hands of critics.

We just returned from a screening of director Tarsem Singh Dhandwar’s Mirror Mirror.

Pleased as punch.

Certainly not a masterpiece or classic but most definitely an eminently watchable film.

From what we could gather, the audience (hall was about 60% full) seemed to be having a good time too.

But if you were to visit a meta reviews site like Rotten Tomatoes you’d find Mirror Mirror’s rating at a mere 50%.

Because half of the reviews are critical.

And unfairly so.

Well, nobody ever said life was fair

Fine Spectacle

Considering that the Brothers Grimm fairy tale of Snow White and the Seven Dwarves has been told numerous times on the screen, many may have rightly felt it was a reckless act on director Tarsem Singh’s part to accept to helm a remake of the film.

But, boy, what a fine job Tarsem and his crew have done bringing a fresh look at an old story.

Not merely a dazzling visual spectacle, the movie is a fine amalgam of wit, love, cruelty, good acting and old and new faces.

Hollywood veterans like Julia Roberts (evil Queen) and Nathan Lane (Brighton) unite with pretty, young, fresh faces like Lily Collins (Snow White).

Lily Collins ably holds her own against a strong cast.

The young lass is already being hailed as the new Audrey Hepburn.

We’ve always loved Julia Roberts and her solid performance in Mirror Mirror added an extra dimension to our affection for the Pretty Woman.

But Mirror Mirror is not your grandfather’s Snow White.

Writers Melissa Wallack and Jason Keller achieve the impossible by bringing a novel, fresh cheeky take to the oft-told, age-old fairytale.

Although Melissa and Jason keep the broad framework of the fairytale unchanged, they adroitly maneuver in the innards of the story through some clever sleights of hand to make the story interesting to viewers.

The dialogs, particularly when the dwarves are around or when the evil Queen is kinda soliloquizing, crackle with wit and verve. Continue reading »

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I can assure you that in a 100 years our work will still be rejected.

Columbus, you know, had no idea what country he’d discovered.

Like him, I’m in the dark.

All I know is that I’ve set foot on the shore and the country exists.

- Viggo Mortensen’s Sigmund Freud describing the then nascent discipline of psychoanalysis to Michael Fassbender’s Carl Jung in A Dangerous Method.

Movies have been with us for over a century now.

Yet, the majority of them, particularly the sophomoric Indian variety, are unwatchable horror shows that pander and cater exclusively to the  dimwits and toadies to the stars.

In the rare instance movies are not unwatchable trash they’re hopelessly boring narrating a banal soporific story.

Refreshing Story

In an age when moviegoers are inundated with either ceaseless action or non-stop love, how refreshing then to watch a different film like David Cronenberg’s A Dangerous Method with a superb cast and a fine story to boot.

Set in the early years of the last century,  the story borrows from real life incidents of extraordinary people like Sigmund Freud, Carl Jung, Sabina Spielrein and Otto Gross.

The aforesaid were prominent figures in the then new discipline of psychoanalysis.

Familiar Director

Director David Cronenberg is no stranger to us.

Five years back we watched his Eastern Promises (Viggo Mortensen), a film that greatly pleased us.

It was likely our first exposure to Viggo Mortensen and we’ve since grown to admire this fine actor.

So it was not surprising that we desperately searched at four RedBox kiosks before finally locating A Dangerous Method.

Even as we clicked the play button on our remote, we knew a treat lay ahead of us.

But A Dangerous Method surpassed our extravagant expectations.

At its most basic, the movie is about two things.

First, it dwells upon the relationship between Carl Jung (played exceptionally by the Irish actor Michael Fassbender) and his masochistic patient Sabina Spielrein (Keira Knightley). Continue reading »

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Jennifer Lawrence is a fine actress, and mark our words carefully now, one about whom y’all will be hearing and talking a lot in the coming years and decades.
- The Wise SI in the review of Winter’s Bone, June 2010

As we were driving home through the dense mid-Atlantic fog, we couldn’t help thinking how apposite that America, which willfully denies basic healthcare to 75 million of its people (25% of the population) and callously watches many of them die every year, should be the cradle of Hunger Games.

It’s as if Hollywood mockingly superimposed the current dystopia on to a distant future.

Another instance of art imitating life?

Be that as it may, Hunger Games is a decent movie that retains your attention despite its length (2-hours and 14-minutes).

Albeit one that lacks the emotional heft indispensable to take a good movie into the rarefied realms of the stratosphere.

Hunger Games is not a film that’s likely to win Best Actor, Best Actress or Best Picture awards.

Jennifer Lawrence – Any Day

Given our great fondness for Jennifer ‘Winter’s Bone‘ Lawrence, it’s no surprise that we’d catch the first show of Hunger Games.

And we did, heading for the midnight screening a few hours back.

We loved Jennifer’s stellar performance in Winter’s Bone and the 21-year-old actress acquits herself very well in Hunger Games too.

Jennifer Lawrence is easily the best North American actress in the younger-than-Meryl-Streep category. ;)

With her lips attractively, seductively parted a wee bit most of the time, the young lady cuts an impressive figure in Hunger Games even if we were a trifle unconvinced that she looks 16 (her character’s age in the film).

Jennifer Lawrence dominates, and is the best part of, Hunger Games.

Good but ….

Hunger Games is a movie about a dystopian future in the nation of Panem where the violent death of some people is high octane entertainment for many others.

Think back to ancient Rome with the crowds wildly cheering a man vs lion fight in the arena with its foreordained conclusion.

The dystopia that Hunger Games‘ director Gary Ross presents is drawn from Suzanne Collins’ eponymous novel.

Collins also collaborated with Ross and Billy Ray on the screenplay.

An ill-fated rebellion by 12 districts of the nation some seven decades earlier has extracted a heavy price from the losers.

Every district must send two youngsters every year to the Capitol, where the 24 youths participate in a fight-to-the-end contest overseen by a TV host.

Only one person comes out alive from the vicious, sanguinary contest.

Think of it as a more unseemly, uglier version of American Idol that holds millions of Americans in thrall every year.

Drawn into this contest is Katniss Everdeen (Jennifer Lawrence), who lives with her younger sister and mother in the impoverished, dreary 12th District.

After her father’s death in a mining accident, Katniss is the breadwinner of the family, hunting and foraging for hard-to-come-by food.

The setting of the 12th District is not unlike the poverty-ridden Ozark region portrayed in Winter’s Bone.

Hey, the people look similar too.

Weathered, beaten down and struggling for survival.

The Capitol where the contestants gather, on the other hand, stands in stark contrast with its opulent buildings, plentiful food and garishly dressed bloodthirsty people cheering the death-march of the youngsters from the 12 districts.

When her frightened-out-of-her-wits younger sister Prim is chosen in the annual ‘reaping’ to represent the 12th District in the upcoming “Hunger Games,” Katniss quickly volunteers to take her place.

The male contestant chosen from the 12th District is Peeta Mellark (Josh Hutcherson).

Hunger Games’ best visual moments come during the violent contest in a forest-like setting.

Fireballs and feral beasts wrought up remotely by the Hunger Games show hosts compete in their destructive power with the viciousness of other contestants, some of whom have been training a long time unlike Katniss and Peeta.

From here on, for Katniss and Peeta it’s an obstacle course of surviving one tough challenge, and challenger, after another.

The photography is pleasing, the CGI effects convincing (and thankfully not overdone) and the violence moderated, presumably to lure youngsters to the movie.

Donald Sutherland as the President of Panem, Woody Harrelson as the drunk mentor and Stanley Tucci as the blue pompadoured TV show host are pretty impressive.

Josh Hutcherson is alright as Peeta.

Where They Stumble

When one of the contestants is female and the other male, hormones must be in play and romance must soon follow.

That’s the law of biology and it dutifully follows its pre-ordained course in Hunger Games too.

Alas, the movie-makers stumble here for the passion between Katniss and Peeta seems like a somnolent affair with none of the fireworks one would expect in such an intense setting.

But our bigger grievance with the movie is its failure to make a powerful emotional connect.

Complex movies like Hunger Games or Hugo with their ‘mechanical’ perfection fail to achieve this connection that simple dramas like Casablanca or The Artist easily accomplish.

Although the former may seem picture-perfect, they end up emotionally imperfect when it comes to touching the soul of the moviegoer.

But that’s an old fogey speaking.

Because the young girls who thronged the movie hall in large numbers at an East Coast theatre seemed to be relishing every moment of the movie.

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We’ve never seen anything like this.

Not even for the Twilight nonsense.

The midnight show of Hunger Games (Jennifer Lawrence) is being screened in at least seven halls at a theatre on the East Coast.

And it’s the same story across the U.S.

Multiple midnight shows.

Hunger Games Crowd at an East Coast TheaterHunger Games – Crowded Parking Lot at 11:20PM ET

And we expect every hall to be full.

The hall we’re in is 85% full already.

Mostly Young Gals

Over 70% of the audience is comprised of young girls (aged 12-18).

The parking lot was already packed when we arrived around 11:20PM.

We hope the movie lives up to the hype.

Our show is supposed to start at 12:06AM. Yes, that’s AM.

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