What the Super Bowl means to me…

What does the Super Bowl mean to me?

Not much, really.

My team isn’t in the game. I don’t give a rat’s patootie about deflated balls because I’m a cynic at heart and figure the whole thing is always and probably always will be just a on the positive side of crooked. That being said… go Seahawks. Yep, that’s how I’ll do it.

Katy Perry is the halftime show. I think there is exactly one Katy Perry song I like, which I liked on the radio and then I made the mistake of watching the video for it and she had fireworks on her boobs. Yep. But Lenny Kravitz is a special guest. How come Lenny Kravitz couldn’t just be the halftime show? I hear football fans are trending more toward women like me rather than men. Maybe this explains it. Of course, Katy Perry is a teen, twentysomething type and Lenny Kravitz has a sex appeal you’d have to be blind not to see.

The other thing about the Super Bowl are the ads. Everybody gets themselves in a tizzy over the ads. That’s all well and good when the ads air during, you know, the game. But this year half the ads seemed to be online, and causing carefully staged controversy (I’m looking at you, GoDaddy, because that was just tacky … but all your ads are so…), so I don’t really get the point of that anymore.

Mostly what the Super Bowl means to me is that we’re just a little bit closer to spring and sunshine and warmth.

The Hunger Games.

On Saturday, I joined the masses and went to see The Hunger Games in the theater.

It was a little annoying at first to have to pay $8.25 for a ticket; because it was a weekend in the evening, of course. But I don’t go to see movies in the theater very often, and the price of tickets has a lot to do with that, so I lived it up and bought myself a Starbucks coffee too. I love that my theater sells Starbucks.

Anyway, I’m not sorry about the cost because, to put it simply, The Hunger Games is one of the best movies I’ve seen in a very long time.

The book underwhelmed me and I was a little hesitant about seeing it adapted into a movie. I was happy to find out that my worries were for nothing. Apparently the film adaptations of Twilight, especially, and Harry Potter were simply bad enough to make me skeptical about all young adult books turned into movies.

Maybe the thing that made The Hunger Games better than all of the Twilight movies combined is that the book was short, by comparison, so the writers and director were able to add more to the story. The additions that were made; Seneca Crane, President Snow, scenes in District 11, etc., were all things that seemed almost missing from the book. They made the movie better, better even than the book and that is very rare indeed. In fact, the movie made me like the book even more. I want to re-read it now.

As a latecomer to the whole The Hunger Games franchise, I don’t really know if there was any controversy about the cast. I vaguely remember hearing that people thought Jennifer Lawrence was too old and Josh Hutcherson was too short. And I’ve more recently heard things about people being upset that Cinna and Rue were played by African-American actors, but I won’t dignify that with a response other than asking those people to read the book carefully.

Jennifer Lawrence and Josh Hutcherson were absolutely perfect as Katniss and Peeta. Nothing to complain about there.

The supporting cast was all well chosen too. Donald Sutherland is the only person who could have played President Snow, Lenny Kravitz was perfect as the quietly aloof but powerful Cinna, and Woody Harrelson stole the show as Haymitch.

If you haven’t seen this movie, see it. You won’t be disappointed.