Having as of now neglected to mine such apparently surefire parody subjects as lighthearted comedies ("Date Movie"), catastrophe films ("Disaster Movie") and the "Nightfall" adventure ("Vampires Suck") for anything remotely looking like snickers, the written work coordinating group of Jason Friedberg and Aaron Seltzer now focus on "The Hunger Games" with their most recent exertion, "The Starving Games," and the way that the title, as stupid and deadened as it might be, constitutes its comical high-water imprint ought to show exactly how clumsily they handle things this time around. (To exacerbate matters, the second-most interesting includes Diedrich Bader articulating the expression "a somewhat eaten pickle.")
Whatever you may think about the real "Yearning Games" adventure, either in print or on the screen, you need to concede that the blend of its ridiculous reason of children slaughtering different children as a component of a yearly stimulation in a tragic and strangely coiffed future with its persistently self-genuine tone would appear to loan itself superbly to parodists prepared to jab fun at the story, also the enormous fan base it has created throughout the years. Obviously, to do this would require the contribution of individuals utilizing spiked mind and sharp knowledge as their weapons of decision. It would likewise require some level of ability and exertion for it to fall off effectively and face it, if such individuals were included, we presumably wouldn't be managing a film entitled "The Starving Games" in any case. (All things considered, in any event not one in which the punchline of the third joke in plain view references Darfur, that is… )
Friedberg and Seltzer have rather sent their same old overdone methodology—take well known scenes from the property being taunted, populate them with performers who look dubiously like the genuine on-screen characters (gave that you a.) squint hard and b.) are lawfully visually impaired) and attach a punch line that includes either a popular society reference that will be dated much sooner than it hits theaters, some type of gross real capacity or individuals all of a sudden get shot, cut or exploded genuine terrible. To give them credit, their Katniss proportional—known as Kantmiss Evershot, hee-hee—is played by an on-screen character named Maiara Walsh who, regardless of the shabbiness of the material she has been given to work with, presentations a sufficient feeling of comic timing to propose that she could one day get giggles on the off chance that she could work with a screenplay that did not require her take around a gallon of winged creature crap to the face at a certain point.
Despite the fact that "The Starving Games" has scarcely checked in at 71 minutes before the initiation of the perpetual blooper reel going before the much more-interminable end credits, Friedberg and Seltzer evidently couldn't make sense of how to mine this specific vein of material to support themselves from start to finish, thus have imagined to fill in the deader spots with even lamer farces of whatever was enormous in pop culture when it was being shot. This time around, there are long and unfunny jokes to the detriment of such subjects as "The Expendables," "Harry Potter," "The Avengers," "Symbol," "Oz the Great and Powerful" and Taylor Swift. In the event that the thought of a film in 2013 targeting "Symbol" appears somewhat dated, the 2012 copyright proposes that this specific exertion has been perched on the rack for some time and is just getting spilled out in order to glom onto the reputation for the up and coming "Bursting Into flames." Then once more, I assume we ought to remember our good fortune in light of the fact that if the film had striven for all the more hypothetically front line material, the Taylor Swift stuff presumably would have been supplanted with some malarkey including Miley Cyrus and twerking, a move that would have conveyed no little measure of help to Taylor Swift and for all intents and purposes nobody else.
Exhibiting the specialized verve of one of those motion pictures that just show up on Cinemax after 1 AM (however without the wild imaginative duty) and the sort of comedic innovation that would have earned it an incredibly brutal dismissal letter had it been submitted for production in "Broke," "The Starving Games" has the look and feel of an ability show put on by a secondary school whose unavoidable shutting has not enlivened any discernible open clamor. But, despite the fact that the film is sufficiently stupid to make the wretched "Motion picture 43" appear to be just about nuanced and skillful by examination, there is somewhat of a brilliant side to be had and the actuality while there was at one time a period when these Friedberg-Seltzer joints would open up in a huge number of theaters the nation over, this one is just being spilled out into a modest bunch of probably denounced multiplexes and on VOD frameworks. This would appear to propose that a few individuals out there are gaining from their past oversights—too awful that their positions don't appear to incorporate Friedberg and Seltzer themselves.
PERSONAL RATING: 3/5
