I went and saw "Hunger Games" at midnight.
I was super stoked for this. I've read all of the books. I remember, earlier this year, the white-knuckle grasp I held on my reader at 11:30 at night with 30 pages left to the final book. Where had the time gone? I had to work at seven the next morning, but there was no way I was going to set this thing down unfinished.
And I sat in my seat, with my popcorn and my soda and my friends, and we defied the sandman for three hours. And it was amazing.
Don't worry, I'm not going to give anything away. You should go see the movie, seriously. Even if you haven't read the books.
One thing that I found fascinating about the movie was the "life as a game" idea. "The Hunger Games" involves two members from each of the 12 districts fighting to the death until one remains. And the entire thing is controlled by one man, Seneca Crane, in a room with his minions.
Right from the beginning, we see how the districts are mere pawns of the Capitol. And it plays out as it should, with the twists and turns that have undoubtedly made it a blockbuster.
But the thing is, Seneca Crane is right. Life is a game. But unlike "The Hunger Games," which is a work of fiction, we get to choose which side of the game we're on. Are you up in the room, guiding the plan along? Or are you down below, trying your hardest to stay alive? Or maybe you're somewhere in the middle, controlling what you can and letting the rest come at will.