If Part 1 made me think of communism starting a war on capitalism, Part 2 displays the hero Katniss alone in the world trying to fight both evils -- realizing the good guys aren’t that good after all. Well, somewhat alone at least, since she ends up stuck with a loyal squad in her determined crusade to Snow’s mansion. The love she is supposed to carry for her sister Prim, what started the very first Hunger Games, is almost completely overlooked in Part 2, with the exception of one grotesque dancing scene at Finnick’s wedding. In parallel, the love she is supposed to carry for either one (or both) of her two love interests has also gone missing, with unpassionate and quite pathetic kissing scenes on top of ridiculous dialogues.
I’m sorry to report that there was nothing in this movie, except terrible, terrible dialogue, maybe 15 minutes of actual combat scenes, unnecessary kissing, and the worst Hollywood-worthy ending you could possibly think of. There was no powerful and goose-bumping monologue like the other movies had, and there was no passion. This movie will make you laugh at its patheticness.
BONUS: Somebody at Vanity Fair has a different vision. He apparently liked it. Ah!