tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967727039688582140.post8763926665583977566..comments2023-05-09T04:46:17.860-05:00Comments on Five Legs Between Us: The Hunger Games and Nazi Germany: Visual Metaphor in the Film and Why It WorksDana the Bipedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08620827608073208107noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967727039688582140.post-27709349906123209582012-08-08T08:17:08.711-05:002012-08-08T08:17:08.711-05:00I was a bit surprised when I wrote this post that ...I was a bit surprised when I wrote this post that so few major reviewers mentioned it. I honestly thought it was probably too obvious for them to mention.Dana the Bipedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08620827608073208107noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967727039688582140.post-52997136063904582852012-08-07T09:30:08.428-05:002012-08-07T09:30:08.428-05:00Incredible that both Guardian reviews make NO refe...Incredible that both Guardian reviews make NO reference whatsoever to Nazi Germany. To me the movie (and perhaps the book) is trying to show a freakish world that would have existed had the Nazis prevailed. Ok, the second half is a major departure from this idea but the thrust of the argument comes across very powerfully.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967727039688582140.post-1569577065664501102012-05-11T09:03:53.905-05:002012-05-11T09:03:53.905-05:00Oh, I like that! I didn't even think of the b...Oh, I like that! I didn't even think of the blood-taking as being anything other than creepy. But of course, that's a detail that isn't in the book, so of course they added it to the movie for a reason. Thanks for the insights, Librarian!Dana the Bipedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08620827608073208107noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967727039688582140.post-51263323106312954172012-05-10T20:58:27.532-05:002012-05-10T20:58:27.532-05:00Agreed, mostly. I saw many similarities between th...Agreed, mostly. I saw many similarities between the Reaping scene and scenes from Schindler's List, specifically checking in and selection of Jews as they enter the camps. The simple clothing, muted colors. There is an officiant at a table taking blood (doctors checking over prisoners to see who will live and work, and who will die) to verify identity. In some shots there are even coal filled box cars in the background (like those used to transport Jews). For me the welcome festivities at the Capitol resembled the Neuremberg Stadium scene from Riefenstahl's "Triumph of the Will" (As in your historical picture above).Librarianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09920697432862708245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967727039688582140.post-35854653367575366892012-04-25T18:42:28.396-05:002012-04-25T18:42:28.396-05:00Exactly! I had it in mind from the first time I r...Exactly! I had it in mind from the first time I read the books. The movie just nailed it for me.Dana the Bipedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08620827608073208107noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967727039688582140.post-80495281731246014382012-04-10T09:12:27.656-05:002012-04-10T09:12:27.656-05:00Get your butt out of that nerd hole! :) It's...Get your butt out of that nerd hole! :) It's been so long since I'd read the book, I'd totally forgotten where District 12 was. (This is why I can reread books forever--crappy memory.) And I saw the film and was like, ooh! That area! So I figure that just means they did a good job of portraying where in "what's left of North America" 12 is.Dana the Bipedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08620827608073208107noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967727039688582140.post-39219764178345256662012-04-10T06:35:33.218-05:002012-04-10T06:35:33.218-05:00um, yeah... I also looked up the map of Panem on t...um, yeah... I also looked up the map of Panem on the interwebz... (slinks back to her nerd hole)Hoody Hoohttp://hoodyhoo.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967727039688582140.post-23941225989651088082012-04-09T10:09:11.166-05:002012-04-09T10:09:11.166-05:00I haven't seen "Life After People," ...I haven't seen "Life After People," but I might just have to check it out.<br /><br />Don't know if you've read the series, but in the first book, they do mention that District 12 is what is left of Appalachia.Dana the Bipedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08620827608073208107noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967727039688582140.post-36922334306662167622012-04-09T09:47:25.096-05:002012-04-09T09:47:25.096-05:00It's a fascintating, enthralling, exciting ser...It's a fascintating, enthralling, exciting series. But happy, it's not. But for light, happy YA fiction, I'd recommend pretty much anything by Meg Cabot. Her books always make me smile.Dana the Bipedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08620827608073208107noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967727039688582140.post-79054590369292377852012-04-09T06:56:34.383-05:002012-04-09T06:56:34.383-05:00DSM and I were just talking about this, and we bot...DSM and I were just talking about this, and we both agreed: they did it perfectly. Number 1, District 12 is Wes'BYGAWD Virginny, and we still have small coal mining towns that look like that NOW. And 2, if you ever saw that show "Life After People," you realize how very short a time it takes for shit to fall apart if left unattended. 70-some years after a terrible war? Yeah, stuff's gonna go downhill pretty fast.<br />And you thought YOU were a nerd...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967727039688582140.post-73101595862406708402012-04-06T15:22:59.387-05:002012-04-06T15:22:59.387-05:00You may have just convinced me that I don't ne...You may have just convinced me that I don't need to watch the movie (or read the book) in spite of all the positive reviews I've read. The little bit I've heard about the book and the synopses I've read made me less than enthusiastic. Maybe if I were in a different frame of mind but right now I just want to be entertained with something light, amusing maybe. So thanks for confirming what I was already thinking! ;)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com