I wasn’t in the right shape for Finnick for the audition. I had stubble and there was a picture of me at a premiere and everyone was like: who is this guy? He doesn’t even have blue eyes, let alone copper-coloured hair, a tan or a six pack.
It’s the things we love most, that destroy us.
She’s really gone, then. The little girl with the back of her shirt sticking out like a duck tail, the one who needed help reaching the dishes, and who begged to see the frosted cakes in the bakery window. Time and tragedy have forced her to grow too quickly, at least for my taste, into a young woman who stitches bleeding wounds and knows our mother can hear only so much.
I AM WORRIED THAT THEY WILL CUT FINNICK TALKING ABOUT HIS FORCED PROSTITUTION OUT OF THE MOCKINGJAY MOVIE(S) OR TRY TO UNDERMINE IT OR JUST “”“SUBTLY HINT AT IT”“” BECAUSE IT IS SUCH AN IMPORTANT PART OF THE STORYLINE AND IT REALLY ADDS TO HIS CHARACTER AND HELPS YOU GET A BETTER UNDERSTANDING OF HIM AND FEEL MORE SYMPATHY FOR HIM AND IT’S JUST SO IMPORTANT AND THEY HAD BETTER NOT CUT IT OUT OR WATER HIS CONFESSION DOWN.