DECEMBER 5, 2023
The Hunger Games: The Ballad of Songbirds & Snakes
I must admit, I haven't seen
any of the earlier films in
The Hunger Games series. And if you've been following any of my previous reviews of other franchise film entries, you'll find this to be a familiar refrain with me!
As I've stated before, my visits to local movie theaters have been pretty sparse over the past decade-plus, and it's only recently that I've gotten back into the habit of going to a new movie once every week. So this is my first dip into the young adult sci-fi dystopia created by author Suzanne Collins. And quite honestly, what I saw last Tuesday is just entertaining enough to make me curious about the earlier films. I've always had a soft spot for sci-fi dystopias, anyway, being a fan of George Orwell's
Nineteen Eighty-Four and the 1984 Michael Radford film version starring John Hurt and Richard Burton, John Boorman's brilliantly eccentric
Zardoz from 1973 with Sean Connery, as well as the Wachowskis-penned screen version of Alan Moore's
V For Vendetta from 2006 (in which, of course, John Hurt himself has become the big threatening face on the viewscreen).
(SIDE NOTE: For a very interesting viewing exercise, if you ever have the time, try watching these three films together in a viewing marathon:
Nineteen Eighty-Four (Michael Radford / 1984)
The Osterman Weekend (Sam Peckinpah / 1983)
V For Vendetta (James McTeigue / 2006)
You'll watch John Hurt's screen persona undergo a quite fascinating metamorphosis from victim to monster, with Peckinpah's spy thriller / media-critique swan song serving as the missing link between the two more overtly dystopian tales!)
As you may know, the lead character here is Coriolanus Snow, who as played by Donald Sutherland is established as the primary villain of the series. So this is a kind of "Portrait of a Despot As a Young Man," so to speak. Here, the 18-year-old future president is played by Tom Blyth, whose screen persona I find to be rather thin, but that's rather well-suited to the character as Snow is here an unformed, undeveloped younger man and has yet to evolve into the villain he would later become. (I guess I would defend Blyth on the same grounds as I would defend Hayden Christensen's Anakin Skywalker for being a perfectly good precursor to the cybernetic Man in Black that would be Darth Vader in the
Star Wars prequels.) Snow has become a mentor for the 10th Hunger Games, and Rachel Zegler portrays his charge Lucy Gray, a defiant young woman from District 12 who is one of the selected contestants, as well as a compelling singer-songwriter. (This, of course, what the
Songbird part of the title refers to.) Zegler is very effective, developing an attachment to Snow as the story progresses, but Zegler's intelligence also conveys Lucy's not suffering fools gladly, a sense that time will tell with regard to what path Snow chooses to take. Less effectively, Peter Dinklage plays Casca Highbottom, the Academy Dean and the man who actually came up with the idea of the Hunger Games. Dinklage does a good job of oozing a weary mixture of
schadenfreude and contempt, but beyond that he is not really given much to work with. Viola Davis is pretty good as Dr. Volumnia Gaul, the head gamemaker and primary villain of the story. Davis' take on Gaul is quite inhumanely malevolent, but lacks a certain depth, and I feel as though if she had a mustache she would probably twirl it! A trifle better is Jason Schwartzman as TV host Lucretius "Lucky" Flickerman, the ancestor of a character in the earlier films, who provides some amusing moments but whose cynicism eventually becomes grating beyond the call of duty. But best of all is probably Josh Andrés Rivera, who plays Sejanus Plinth, Snow's classmate and fellow mentor, who protests the inhumanity of the Hunger Games.
I was very impressed with how "organic" the film seemed in comparison to other franchise film entries. Yeah, I know, there are probably lots of CGI effects, but they're blended quite invisibly, to the point where I was completely immersed and didn't even notice. When it comes to the old "practical effects vs. digital effects" arguments, I have to say that it's ultimately a matter of whether or not you've succeeded in making a viewing audience suspend its disbelief. Everybody who goes to a movie understands on some level that
everything they're seeing onscreen is an illusion of one sort or another, but if they forget about it for the movie's duration, then the filmmakers have certainly done their job.
I don't want to give out any spoilers. But I
will say that the story deals with the question of just how "good" human beings innately are, whether deep down human beings are savages who need taming, or whether human beings are born with a purity and goodness and that it's society at large that screws them up and perverts them. In other words, the old saw of
"nature vs. nurture." I can understand why liberals and progressives feel the need to reject the first notion out of hand, because they feel that if we accept the notion of innate human violence and savagery then we are automatically sanctioning the cold and pitiless grip of fascist control. But while I consider
myself to be liberal and progressive in my thinking - a
"bleeding heart," if you will - I can't quite blindly accept the second notion, because human beings are far too contrary and grasping to be
completely peaceable. (To quote the great David Johansen from the New York Dolls' song
Human Being:
"And if I'm acting like a king / Well, that's 'cause I'm a human being / And if I want too many things / Don't you know that I'm a human being") And in any case, the liberal argument against fascist control is a bit of a projection, because how is any leftist form of social programming - or the most extreme communistic sort anyway - substantially different from any form of control on the
right? Making people "play nice in the sandbox together" is certainly a laudable goal, and I'm certainly
not saying it isn't possible. In fact, that's the very basis of civilized society itself! But I also think it's very dangerous to ascribe sinister motivations to the defenders of traditional "law and order" while actively being in denial of one's own desire to control and modify human behavior, and I would not support anyone who was so willfully blind.
Well...
That certainly got a bit heavy, didn't it?
Sorry for getting on the soapbox and pontificating a little bit, but it's a habit sometimes, you understand? Everyone's got opinions about things, especially
these days, and I'm certainly no exception. I know that's quite a heavy load to put on a little Hollywood franchise flick like
The Hunger Games: The Ballad of Songbirds & Snakes, and I'm not saying it's any kind of substantial contributor to such social discourse. Heck, I don't even really think it's all that
great, y'know? But
any form of art or entertainment touches on real-world concerns to one extent or another, right? So if it makes you
think, then I should think any movie, book, piece of music or painting would be a worthwhile experience (if not
necessarily a masterpiece).
That's all for now...