This weekend my favourite husband and I finally got around to watching The Hunger Games: Mockingjay – Part 1 because we don’t mind being a little behind on popular movies if it means seeing them at a quarter of the cost it would be to go to the movie theatre on opening weekend. (Wow, that sounds like the kind of stuff my parents said when I was growing up. Isn’t it bizarre when that happens?)
I really enjoyed the trilogy the Hunger Games movies are based on, and the first two movies were great as well.
This time around, though, I felt restless. I don’t want to give away spoilers for anyone who hasn’t read the books or watched the movies, but certain events from Mockingjay were stretched out a little too much for my tastes. They could have easily all fit into one movie if the filmmakers had made it a little longer than normal.
Drew completely disagreed. He liked having more time to feel the rising tension of everything that’s happening to Katniss and the other rebels.
“I think we’re losing our attention spans,” he said as we discussed this. He liked having time to savour the storyline. I wanted more action.
Did we agree? No, but he made me think.
Are we losing our attention spans?
I know I’m quick to pull out my cellphone when I’m waiting somewhere boring. It has almost everything I need to stay entertained whether I’m stuck in that situation for ten minutes or an hour. There is also something to be said for looking extraordinarily busy in certain parts of Toronto to avoid unwanted attention.
I also only tend to give books a dozen pages or so to catch my interest before I move on the next one. To be fair, though, I’ve always been like this. Life is far too short to waste time on books you’re only half-interested in.
What do you think? How has your attention span changed over the last decade or two?