March Madness

Lawrence of The Hunger Games. (Jason Merritt/Getty Images)

We love this time of year. Spring is in the air, we get an extra hour of daylight, and people are placing bets in offices across the country on who they think will win in their favorite division brackets. No, we’re not talking about March Madness. We’re talking about The Hunger Games, the latest YA book-to-screen sensation that had its premiere in New York and L.A. this week. (For the over-18 crowd, we’re still waiting on Harvey Weinstein to buy the rights to  E L JamesFifty Shades of Grey.) If you don’t want to pay $20 for an IMAX ticket (including the price of the KitKat bar and the Nalgene of merlot that you slipped into the theater), you can watch your own version of The Hunger Games play out down at Zuccotti Park. That’s right: Occupy Wall Street has come out of its winter hibernation to clash with the police once more. Over 70 people were arrested over the weekend during a protest held for the six-month anniversary of the first Occupation. We have a different take on why the movement started up again: the protesters wanted to make sure they got a head start on Game of Thrones comparisons once the HBO show about warring states and magical dragons premieres its second season on April 1. “War is coming” is pretty catchy. Maybe the General Assembly can make it their official motto. We had begun to think the whole OWS movement was over, but apparently it’s just a fair-weather fusillade. Pretty soon, the money could start pouring into the Occupy Wall Street coffers again, as people donate. It’s a better option than donating to the Invisible Children campaign against Uganda’s Leader of the Lord’s Resistance Army Joseph Kony. The 20-minute video made by the group had such a rush of viral popularity that the nonprofit’s cofounder Jason Russell went bonkers and started showering the streets of San Diego with his own invisible children. And if you like a little more celebrity with your morning March, go down to D.C. and stand outside the Sudanese Embassy, where George Clooney was arrested during a demonstration to raise awareness of the tempestuous relationship between the country and South Sudan. As he was led away in handcuffs, Mr. Clooney channeled his inner Fight Club and told the police he was Brad Pitt. We hope the cops bought it, but we’re not gonna bet on it.