“I wonder if I’ve been changed in the night. Let me think. Was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. But if I’m not the same, the next question is ‘Who in the world am I?’ Ah, that’s the great puzzle!”—Lewis Carroll (via infinitives)
Young women of color who read this book rejoiced at finally finding a book with a main character to whom they could relate, especially readers of biracial or Native American descent, who have a particularly hard time finding characters of a similar background. The Hunger Games were a step in a right direction, a step forward for young adult books, a glimpse into a future where characters of books are universally relatable.
The movie, on the other hand, was a step backwards, a slip back into the old mentality that white people cannot relate to anyone other than a white characters on the big screen (despite the fact that Hollywood asks people of color to do this with nearly every single movie).
Even though I’ve stated before that Jennifer Lawrence did a wonderful work playing Katniss this is so true: the character wasn’t white. At the beginning of the film she even looks a little tanned. Neither was Gale a white guy, but Liam Hemsworth, who plays him, is white too.
They’re talented actors, yes, but that doesn’t mean there are not any talented actors of colors who could have played those characters.