Speechless. Spectacular. Incredible. Stunning. Perfect. The Hunger Games: Catching Fire is all of that and more. It’s a phenomenon. In a good and pleasant way.
You would think that is stupid or whatever, (but yes, I’m emotional), I cried throughout the film. I like movies that can cause a different emotion in me. And this one did. I felt hopeless. That’s why I cried. I felt hopeless and lost, and heartbroken. But excited at the same time.
I read the books, and even though I didn’t loooove the trilogy, the second book written by Suzanne Collins captivated me. And it was perfect. Perfect adapted. Perfect director. Perfect cast. Perfect acting from all of them. And I loved the fact that in the trailer of this film is not like, “Oscar Winner… Jennifer Lawrence,” This movie captivates and is a attention seeker by itself. It was perfect. I can’t explain how stunning it was. I’ve watched two times in less than 24 hours. (I’m actually proud of myself).
In this second stallment of The Hunger Games Trilogy, Katniss and Peeta must return to the Quarter Quell, where each victor from past Hunger Games from each district, must fight in the Games, again.
If you haven’t seen it, which I highly doubt, go watch it like 2,000 times more. Because it’s worth it, and beautiful. The cast is pure perfection.
10 out of 10 stars!! (Because is my favorite movie since Harry Potter)