Well, that’s a relief. Oh, sorry — you have no idea what I’m talking about. Here’s the deal, y’know how Robert Pattinson’s name has been flagrantly thrown around as a possible contender in the casting of Finnick Odair, usually by people who only seemingly think “hey The Hunger Games is a huge money-maker, so’s Twilight, derr they should have the same people in The Hunger Games, ’cause it’d be fun and make money, yay!” and then throw pixie dust on them selves, and then explode into a million tiny pieces? Um, Pattinson — hate to be the bringer of the horrible news, but he’s just signed on to do something that will likely conflict with the filming schedule of Catching Fire, unless magically Lionsgate heeds many of our prayers and pushes back production so they can ensure that the film gets the attention many of us believe it deserves. Yes, I am in fact still reeling about the time constraints that have so far been feigned to over the pre-production and production schedules of said film. It literally gives me stress headaches, and if it’s giving ME stress headaches, and I’m only a little ol’ blogger, what the fuck is it doing to the person or people who are actually going to be creatively in charge of this project?! Anyway, Pattinson being pretty much out of the running, not only because of new projects, but also the fact that previous reports have stated that NO ONE FROM THE TWILIGHT CAST CAN BE PART OF THE HUNGER GAMES CAST, I’m only feeling a tiny bit relieved — unless of course they’ve reneged. In that case, I’m going to go have a shower sob fest.
I realize that the casting of Finnick is probably the most contentious casting of a major motion picture franchise character since Batman, Spider-Man, Superman, and (hate to say it), Edward Cullen. But what baffles me more often than I’d like to admit, is the entertainment medias treatment of the dreaded, the emotional, and sometimes the thoughtless fan-castings of dear not a-high-school-kid-as-much-as-people-seem-to-keep-thinking-he-is Finnick. As you know, I’m pretty
much up to my neck with one fan-cast, but I have yet to come across another person who’s in the same boat as me. Kind of lonely here have to admit, and the entertainment news media is not helping one iota! Who here despises one entertainment news source that shares its name with a letter in the alphabet as much as I do? Anyone? Anyone at all? I cannot even begin to fathom the amount of tripe they have shilled out over the last year about this franchise, and now that casting will, or has (man, where’s a director confirmation when you need one?), begun — they’re jumping on the bandwagon with about as much forethought, i.e research, as a child jumping on a sidewalk full of gloriously full rain puddles. I swear, I don’t even know why I click the links that show up in my Google alerts sometimes, especially when I know they’re coming from certain sources. But I do, and then I feel ill, and then feel even more ill when I read sometimes borderline racist (or blatantly… sadly), then sexist, then objectifying to both men and to women, possibly even dogs, then just plain idiotic comments on their completely ill-conceived “articles.”
I think what bothers me the most though, is the pure and utter lack of research into their pieces dealing with the casting of Odair. From a layman it could perhaps look like they know what they’re talking about, especially if they insult people in their “articles,” which they do, and apparently I do as well. But to me, the overly emotionally invested fan-girl, who’s read the series several times, and seen the first installment of the film franchise four times, I see holes in their pieces that a 200 lbs baby elephant could walk through. Look, I know I’m a crazy fan-girl, in fact I should probably just get the t-shirt made already and wear it with pride. But at least in my insanity I came to my conclusions on who I’d ultimately want to portray Finnick Odair, or Johanna Mason, or Beetee with a little more thoughtfulness than doing a search on Twitter or Google for 10 minutes, or perhaps they just pluck their information out of thin air. Your guess is as good as mine.
I shudder to think that some of these people consider them selves journalists, ’cause I certainly don’t consider my self to be one.
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