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HYPHENATED* Episode 4 (pt 1/2)- “The Hunger Games: Catching Fire”

SPOILER ALERT. In this week’s discussion, we discuss Catching Fire. The movie gets a lot right, from the portrayal of (white) women to how oppression is carried out. However, when it comes to race, the movie gets a lot wrong. We have input from ideologyofaminor, saotome-michi, and panaghiotis223 about where the movie could’ve been different. Despite the movie portraying race in an artificial suspension, a lot of fans are still uncomfortable with casting choices for the opposite reasons we are.

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With this program, they hope not only to bring stories from their lives, but also their perspective as children of immigrants to events in the world. Understanding their and others’ diasporic roots led them to understanding the importance of intra-People of Color solidarity. 

They are dedicated to learning how all of our lives and stories are connected.

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Episode 4 is now out— Check it out!

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yourfaveistrans asked you:

hi i really loved your drawing and i was wondering if you’d ever consider drawing Johanna as a woman of color? Because i (and i think quite a few other people) always pictured her as Ruth Negga with short hair as she has had in some movies or Linna Carter who played Johanna in this short film. And if you ever did that i’d probably worship you ok thanks.

sure!!! i hope this was kind of what you expected….

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still upset that the films never acknowledge that Peeta loses a limb in the first arena and goes through the Quarter Quell with a prosthetic leg

or that Katniss has suffered permanent hearing loss in one of her ears and now requires a hearing aid

or, you know, the Avoxes


psst spoilers: her ear gets fixed later though

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Johanna is so real, i forgot how much i loved her. 

i also love that they censored “fuck” but not the deaths of children

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Katniss Everdeen, if she existed, would not have qualified for the audition to play Katniss Everdeen. Let’s just think about that.
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This is no place for a girl on fire

Catching Fire recast: Q’orianka Kilcher as Katniss Everdeen 

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Can we just stop and talk about this for a minute?

Thresh doesn’t make an alliance. Thresh doesn’t waste time liking her. Thresh knows that either he must kill her or she must kill him for one of them to win.

But this is the only way he can repay her for protecting Rue when he couldn’t. It’s the only way he can repay her for honoring Rue when he couldn’t. He honors her by sparing her friend, the girl who would have died for her.

The revolution really doesn’t start with Katniss.

It starts with Rue.


This is exactly the point I’ve been trying to make for years. Okay, so the revolution gets it’s kindling with Katniss. She volunteers, well that’s new, she rebels in the display of talents by shooting the apple. This triggers her perfect score, okay. These aren’t really “Revolutionary” though. 

It’s not even revolutionary when Peeta professes his love, because, let’s face it, the rules of the game haven’t changed. They’re still just two kids who would have to KILL each other to win. Without a doubt, it would bring some interest to the games, so the Capitol makes propaganda about it. The “Star Crossed Lovers” in a game of life and death.

But what changes the game is Rue. Right away from her introduction in the books we know Rue is going to be somewhat of a big deal. She was compared to the most important character to Katniss, Prim, so that’s a huge indicator. She’s small, young, she’s what Prim would have been.

So Katniss instantly feels a subconscious pull toward her. 

When they meet in the trees, Katniss could have killed Rue easily, and Rue probably could have pulled a sneak attack or alerted the Careers of Katniss’s presence. Instead, Rue points out the Tracker Jacker nest.

Then it escalates, Rue and Katniss become an odd team, they’re an alliance, which is never new in the Hunger Games, as forming teams and then betraying them at the end seems to be a common, but there’s is different. It’s close, it’s sisterly, protective.

And then Rue get’s impaled. Katniss kills her first tribute with ease after that. Comparing it to hunting game. Katniss holds Rue, she cries, and then she sings. She sings for Rue a song of promised safety and warmth, something completely absent in the arena. 

And this is where the metaphorical canon fires. Katniss could have left Rue, the hovercraft would have been along to pick her up, but she can’t. She’s morally obligated to love this girl as much as possible. And this is where the revolution starts. 

She honors the dead. She honors a dead tribute from a district she’d never seen, a person she’d known for only a short period of time. But she throws away Hunger Games norms. She rejects them completely.

In the Hunger Games you’re supposed to kill mercilessly and leave the victims for the plain box they’re shipped home in. 

Katniss gives Rue a funeral in the Games, she decorates the body, she makes it look like Rue is sleeping. Like no harm had come. Katniss just ignited the coals that Rue had placed.

Rue’s District sends a parachute. Homemade bread. 

Then Thresh kills Clove and distracts Cato by taking his bag. 

The fire is going now, and the actions in Catching Fire are even more obvious.

The Speech for Rue. Peeta’s painting. Everything eludes back to this one little girl who became Katniss’s family.

So the revolution never started with Katniss, she was just the tinder for Rue’s ignition. 

Rue was the real Mockingjay.

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how to find the racist in two easy steps:

step one: post a fanart of katniss with book-compliant skin tone

step two: wait

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Whenever I go into the scores of thg fic on ao3 or ffn, there’s a dynamic between Katniss and Peeta that nearly always pops up. It regularly shows Katniss as working for Peeta’s sake, loathing her own self because of him, and committing herself to his happiness. It posits Peeta as morally superior to her because he does not have any demons. (The one demon he has was forced into him via torture. Yet Katniss and Haymitch have demons.) 

And what makes this particularly disconcerting is that it’s good, well-written fic that exhibits this tone of their relationship. Why is that? Because this is the relationship between Katniss and Peeta that is found in the text. 

Let’s consider that for a second. Peeta Mellark and Katniss Everdeen were reaped alongside each other, did what was necessary in the arena, and endured the aftermath. Although their narratives are twins in terms of events, Peeta is morally better than Katniss. This is explicitly stated in Catching Fire.

“You could live a hundred lifetimes and not deserve him, you know,” says Haymitch.

“Yeah, yeah,” I say brusquely. “No question, he’s the superior one in this trio.”

Now, Katniss is by no means a reliable narrator and I understand that a parallel between her and Haymitch is being drawn here. But both Haymitch and Katniss believe that they are inferior to Peeta. Peeta Mellark, the son of a baker and a merchant who had enough to eat while Katniss starved. Peeta Mellark, who is white. 

Katniss and Haymitch both have internalized the idea that Peeta is better than them after being told by the society they live in that merchants are better than people from the Seam, after experiencing a vicious class divide and being dehumanized for their race. Moreover, he is better than them by virtue of his morality. They believe this when it was Peeta who inveigled himself into the Career pack, who has the ability to manipulate a crowd to his advantage and is not unwilling to use it. And like them, he has suffered prior to the Games. It wasn’t starvation, but he was subject to abuse from the woman who was entrusted to protect him. And this leads me to ask the exasperated question, What makes Peeta better, really? 

The answer is nothing. Nothing but the text’s self-woobification of him and how Collins places him as a nonviolent protester, a beacon of the right way to fight a revolution, in comparison to certain other characters who serve the purpose of demonization of violent revolution or protest. (I promised myself I wouldn’t mention Gale Hawthorne’s name in this post.) 

Can you imagine how horrifying it is that people use this quote to promote their love for this ship? That indeed many, many Everlark shippers engage in their ship in a problematic way? Now, I’m not saying that shipping Katniss and Peeta is problematic. It’s not. I ship them myself. But refusing to recognize the text’s problematics and subscribing to them without acknowledging how harmful they are to Katniss, not even necessarily from a race and class point of view, but in propelling her to self-loathing because of her partner is essential. This isn’t Twilight, but The Hunger Games is a problematic text, and that’s unfortunately apparent in one of its most popular ships. 

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I’m in a dress of the exact same design of my wedding dress, only it’s the color of coal and made of tiny feathers. Wonderingly, I lift my long, flowing sleeves into the air, and that’s when I see myself on the television screen. Clothed in black except for the white patches on my sleeve. Or should I say my wings. 
Because Cinna has turned me into a mockingjay.


I’m in a dress of the exact same design of my wedding dress, only it’s the color of coal and made of tiny feathers. Wonderingly, I lift my long, flowing sleeves into the air, and that’s when I see myself on the television screen. Clothed in black except for the white patches on my sleeve. Or should I say my wings. 

Because Cinna has turned me into a mockingjay.

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