I know. I know! They're formulaic, they're all action and shooting and gratuitous explosions, accented with fast cars, beautiful women, cliche parent-child relationships and bro-to-bro macho lovefests. Regardless, I love Jason Statham, I think he's ridiculously sexy and a very good martial artist, and so last week when I went to see Homefront I wasn't disappointed because I knew exactly what to expect, spiced up with some James Franco. Yay James! Plus Winona Ryder not even being recognizable at first, whoa.
Then there was The Hunger Games: Catching Fire. Which, okay, I haven't read the books because I am a YA philistine at the moment, but it was amazing. The actors were fantastic, the story was entertaining and watching it helped me resolve some issues in one of my own upcoming books by taking a page from the "less explosions, more emotions" style of storytelling. Which isn't to say this movie doesn't have excellent action scenes, because it does. They're just vastly overshadowed by the wonderful character development and emotional nuance.
All of you are FABULOUS!!!