The first hour of The Hunger Games is promising, with hints of class warfare (another half-baked strand) and the chilling juxtaposition of dead kids and talk-show hosts. The implication that Katniss and Peeta are faking their entire relationship to attract those elusive “sponsors” is especially intriguing. But the strong concept wilts, the TV satire goes nowhere, and all you’re really left with is a second-rate adventure with blank-faced heroes. You’d be better off staying home with a good book.
April 06, 2012