before i lose my style

rgr-pop:

I AM CONVINCED, STILL, THAT TIME IS A CAPITALIST CONSTRUCT

I’m an ex-video store clerk, so I can’t help a kneejerk smug “street dates are for suckers.” But mainly I say that because I’m not entirely an ex-video store clerk because sometimes—like yesterday and today, for example—I roll into the suburbs to fill in, and here’s the thing about the Hunger Games movie. I saw it once in the theater and I was disappointed. Mainly I thought it failed in a lot of key ways as an adaptation of the book, but also I’m not sure it was super hot on its own. Except that I watched it again at the video store yesterday, and again at the video store today. Except that I still think it failed. 

I have this thing where if a work of art is almost what it could/should have been I get kind of obsessed with it. Once when she witnessed me puzzling over EMA’s “California” for maybe the fortieth time in three or four months, isabelthespy observed that I listened to it more than any song she could think of that I actually loved. I hope/fear/suspect that this will be the case with the Hunger Games film.