Back in the arena. Back in the place of nightmares. That’s where I am going.
I have to admit I didn’t see it coming. I saw a multitude of other things. Being publicly humiliated, tortured, and executed. Fleeing through the wilderness, pursued by Peacekeepers and hovercraft. Marriage to Peeta with our children forced into the arena. But never that I myself would have to be a player in the Games again. Why? Because there’s no precedent for it. Victors are out of the reaping for life. That’s the deal if you win. Until now.

"In the case of good books, the point is not to see how many of them you can get through, but rather how many can get through to you." (Mortimer J. Adler)


See you at midnight.

'Twilight' begat 'The Hunger Games' which begat a flurry of would-be fantasy franchises. No matter if 'Divergent' or 'Fifty Shades of Grey' hit anywhere near the heights of even the first 'Twilight' or ends up in the dustbin of franchise history alongside 'The Host', the notion of a female-centric blockbuster franchise as a viable investment is here to stay. Five years ago, 'Twilight' proved once-and-for-all that the female-centric blockbuster was no fluke and no fallacy. It proved that you didn't need the elusive male “cross-over” audience, and it proved that you didn't need to expand your targeted fan base if your fan base was big enough already. (x)


It’s mostly parties, celebrations, adoring fans to greet you at every stop along the way, and then we wrap it up in the Capitol. All you need to do is give a few speeches, wave to the crowds and enjoy your time in the spotlight.

I, uh…call it, Cerebro. As in the Spanish for brain.

Behind the Scenes of Catching Fire (ft. Josh Hutcherson)