If I Had To See This, Then So Do All Of You

if I had to see this, then so do all of you

but you know what's really driving me Insane™? "real not real"

from the first second they meet katniss and peeta have been dancing on the line of performance and genuine feeling, doubting, mistrusting, confusing themselves and each other, not knowing how to process, not knowing what to say, compartmentalizing feelings out of care or interest or fear... a million ways they were already playing this game the whole trilogy.

and then at the very end it gets distilled into it's essence: "real or not real?" and between the two of them that's the only question that actually matters.

I truly do love swifties

Okay but imagine a cringey 2000's Disney channel movie (not a musical) where this nerd in high school is mocked for singing the 100 digits of pi song. The math club seems this and recruit the MC and they start training to compete against their rival school. It's the final round in the math competition and MC is sent up, finally their chance to show their worth. But wait! It's rigged! The rival school PAID the hosts to give an impossible question. The question?

"List the first 100 digits of Pi."

Shock from the crowd and the team. Outraged friends are yelling for an end to the ridiculousness. The team coach is biting his nails nervously, there's no way they'll win.

But then...

"...Three point one four...one five nine...this is pi, followed by"

The crowd stares, silently, as MC quietly sings, slowly getting louder and more confident. Their teammates start clapping to the beat of the song. MC finishes and wins the trophy!!! Rival school are shocked that they're plan was foiled, but they should've never underestimated the pi song!

So, I follow this “bad commercial interior design” Facebook page and-

spirited away (2002); hayao miyazaki

at a few minutes before four, peeta turns to me again. “your favorite color . . . it’s green?” “that’s right.” then i think of something to add. “and yours is orange.” “orange?” he seems unconvinced. “not bright orange. but soft. like the sunset,” i say. “at least, that’s what you told me once.” “oh.” he closes his eyes briefly, maybe trying to conjure up that sunset, then nods his head. “thank you.” (mockingjay, 231)