The Hunger Games is one of those films made specifically for the fan base of kids who read the books that it really does not work well for anyone else. It plunges headlong into the “tribute” selection and the tournament that we are left in the dust as to who exactly are these people. A few quick and silent flashbacks keep hinting at the “something” between the Katniss and Pita characters but really we get nothing other than…wha? He threw her a loaf of bread? Did they know each other? Same is true about the rest of the characters who pop in and die and we are supposed to care about them (Rue?). By the time the mutant crazy pig-dogs show up, I could not care who lived or died.