Why I am in love with Katniss


Tonight was a night I had anticipated for, well to be honest, a year. Ever since the credits of “The Hunger Games 2” rolled through Saga biografen in Stockholm, I was waiting for part three. Evelina and I decided to go see it together and since Evelina needs to take steps to integrate, I presented her with the task of finding a theater that shows the original, English version and booking tickets. Let’s put it like this: She suceeded in booking tickets, but was late to pick them up (“I just do not know how to ride the metro here, Helen!”) and they were tickets for the German version. One of the worst thing with Germany is definitely that they dub all movies and thus destroy many jokes, intelligent puns and atmosphere. If someone can find out which party I have to vote for to change this problem, please let me know.

We did however get two good seats in the cinema that showed the German version. I tried to ignore the fact that they translated “Mockingjay” to Spotttölpel which sounds extremely wrong because a Tölpel in my German ears is a person who is dumb and dolitsh because that is how we use the word. (And yes, I do know that jay translates to Tölpel as well.)

I hate to hear Katniss associated with stupidity since I really love what she embodies in The Hunger Games: enragement, a strong sense of justice, stubbornness, family devotion. The fact that Jennifer Lawrence plays her makes it only better. The film was, once again, brilliantly exciting. Something that struck me more than in the books and the films before was the portrayal of women (see again: Katniss’ characteristics). I was very pleased to see how this movie did not only pass the Bechdel-test with flying colors, it excelled at showing women who can be everything: president, rebellion figurehead, director. At the same time, there were stil men around, still powerful positions, but there was a natural balance. Everyone could be everything. Women did not even need to be good,  pleasant or pretty. Ah, the freedom of choice! Geena Davis should be thrilled.

Throughout the whole movie, I was constantly reminded of the French Revolution (probably because it is the revolution I know best), Syria, Gaza, Iran, and if you are into history, politics, propaganda and freedom movements, you should really watch Mockingjay. (It is also enough if you are into pathos. You’ll love “Join the Mockingjay. Join the fight.”)