The Hunger Games return with such a sequel twist that you can't believe writer Suzanne Collins didn't think of film when writing. Catching Fire builds up with all types of subversive messaging which is interesting but also brings into relief the limitations of the genre and film.
Cormac McCarthy’s bones and Ridley Scott's style do not make The Counselor something more than an interesting curiosity. A film that seems destined more to be remembered as that move where Cameron Diaz does that thing with the car than anything else.
A long time ago I...was one of you. You're all brand new and perfect -- no mistakes, no regrets. People look at you and think of how wonderful your future will be. They want you to be something special...like a doctor, or a lawyer. But, I hate to tell you this, but if you grow up here you're more likely to wind up selling your bodies on the streets, or shooting dope from dirty needles in a bus stop! When you're successful you'll make money selling junk to crackheads. And you won't think twice about killing someone's wife...because you won't even know what was wrong in the first place. Or...maybe, you'll end up like me...a hobo with a shotgun. I hope you can do better. You are the future.
Hold it right there lady! What the Hell do you think you're doing?
You want to know if I'm homeless...so you can kill me?
Some people got a bed to sleep on. They can crawl under the covers and have a good night's rest. But other people, they don't got beds at all. Instead they gotta find an alleyway or a park bench where some fuckers not going to stab them! Just because they don't got beds doesn't mean they're homeless. Because guess what? They've got the biggest home of any of us! It's called the streets! And right now, we're all standing in their home! So maybe...we should show them some God damn respect! If this is their home, they've got a right to keep it clean don't they? Sometimes, on the streets, a broom's just not going to fucking cut it! That's why you've go to get a SHOTGUN!
Look up at all those people. When they're gone they fear me more than anything. And that fear is what saves their lives every day. If I want something from them, I take it. If they try to fight back, I kill the fuckers. They live to please me. Because if they don't...I'LL CUT OFF THEIR FUCKING HEADS!
The bear is a solitary animal. They like their space. They live in a magic circle. They don't mind if you're like a mile away, but if you get inside their circle, they will maul you. If a bear's claw would ever strike your face, it would take your whole face right off your skull... your eyes, your nose, your lips, everything.