Well, shock me, shock me, shock me, Dakota Johnson isn’t terrible in this movie. Actually, between the many hilarious and outrageous moments (of which Rebel Wilson is queen), both Johnson and Wilson’s characters—and the movie in general—were surprisingly insightful. I got hit by a few truth bombs that I did not see coming.
And, true to form of multi-narrative films (think: He’s Just Not That Into You and Valentine’s Day), it was stacked with talented and comedic stars who could hold their own scenes. A chick flick for the win, right here.
I was team Gale while reading the books, and I was team Gale for the first three movies. But now, damnit, I’m team Peeta. Josh Hutcherson is a surprisingly good actor. And we all know how great J-Law is. All in all, it was a decent wrap-up for the series, and a sufficient representation of the book. I’m pleased.
Not to mention, the posters for this movie were on point (italics for emphasis, here).
Man oh man. Russell Crowe is so good at making movies. Gets me every time. Except that time he was on a boat… and the time he was building a boat (maybe I don’t like boats?). But this one; this one was good.
Uh huh! This my shit!
Cool concept, sexy actors. Loved it.
I was team Edward until Taylor Lautner took off his shirt. I switched back when Jacob imprinted on Renesmee. That was weird.
Both the books and the movies are deliciously terrible. Definitely a guilty pleasure.