Hunger Games this weekend. I'd wanted to see it opening weekend, but couldn't find anyone willing to brave the crowds with me.
And then I had a couple of busy weekends and so it wasn't until this weekend that I finally rounded up some people to go see it with me.
And I'm glad we went.
It's funny, I think both of them were a bit disappointed in one thing or another, but any disappointment I felt towards the film was a bit different.
I wish it had been longer.
Maybe I've been spoiled by HBO's wonderful adaptation of Game of Thrones, because I wanted everything to just go on and on. And when I started thinking about it, I realized that I wanted an hour for each chapter. I wanted each moment to have the rich detail it deserved.
Not that they didn't do a good job at adapting the book, but somehow everything they did just left me wanting more, it all seemed so short to me.
I was so involved in the book and I think, had they wanted to, they could have dived into the story and brought us along to the world in an even deeper way.
Which is perhaps a wonderful thing to wish - that the movie was even longer.
I enjoyed the movie and I think they did a good job. Parts of it I thought were wonderful and I enjoyed the opening scenes very much. And yes, I cried even though I knew what was coming.
I think LotR was the last time I was this happy with an adaptation of a precious book. I was nervous they'd ruin it and they didn't and I'm happy they did a good job with this one too.