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Jennifer Lawrence as Katniss in “The HungerGames”

“THE HUNGER GAMES” My rating: B+  (Opens wide March 23)

142 minutes | MPAA rating: PG-13

The champion — the warrior who enters the arena and through single combat carries the hopes and dreams of his countrymen on his shoulders — is as old as Troy or David and Goliath.

But it gets a highly satisfying updating in “The Hunger Games,” the big-budget adaptation of the first novel in Suzanne Collin‘s best-selling series of young adult fiction.

This is a smart, well-acted and effectively directed bit of dystopian fantasy, one so vastly superior to the “Twilight” franchise that this is the last time I’m even going to mention that endless slog through vampire romance.

In the hands of writer/director Gary Ross (“Pleasantville,” “Seabiscuit”) “The Hunger Games” delivers a potent political/social allegory while giving actress Jennifer Lawrence one of the best roles a young actress could ask for.

Of course, Lawrence has a knack for gravitating to terrific roles, as evidenced by “Winter’s Bone.” And in fact the opening moments of “The Hunger Games” almost look like outtakes from that Ozarks drama.

Here a decidedly unglamorous Lawrence plays 16-year-old Katniss Everdeen, resident of what appears to be an Appalachian coal mining town during the Great Depression. Most people appear rawboned and half-starved (there’s not a fatty in sight) and Katniss supplements her family’s meager diet by hunting (illegally) with bow and arrows.

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Robert Wieckiewicz as Leopold Socha

“IN DARKNESS”  My rating: B+ (Opens March 23 at the Tivoli)

145 minutes | MPAA: R

I’m not going to tell you that the Poles have gotten a bad rap when it comes to complicity in the Haulocaust. All the evidence suggests that they were a fiercely anti-Semitic culture to begin with and that the Nazi occupation simply gave those long-simmering hatreds an official outlet.

And yet there were thousands of individual Poles who defied the authorities and their fellow citizens and provided shelter and comfort to their Jewish neighbors.

Leopold Socha was one such individual. But don’t call him a hero. Not yet. Not until you’ve seen “In Darkness,” the latest (and, you could argue, the best) film from Polish director Agnieska Holland.

Holland has done just about everything a director can do, from quality TV (“The Wire,”  “Treme”) to adaptations of classics (“Washington Square,” “The Secret Garden”). But she has often turned to the question of her country’s complicity in Hitler’s “final solution.”

“Angry Harvest” (1985) and “Europa Europa” (1990) both were set in World War II and centered on Jewish characters.

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Tilda Swinton

“WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT KEVIN” My rating: B (Opening March 23 at the Tivoli, Glenwood Arts and Glenwood at Red Bridge)

112 minutes | MPAA rating: R

Psychopathology runs rampant on our movie screens (and, if recent surveys are to be believed, in the ranks of Wall Street types), but usually the focus is on the psychopath, not the people he leaves behind.

“We Need to Talk About Kevin” is a sort of “Bad Seed” for the era of Columbine, one that focuses not so much on a bad kid as on the mother who produced him.

When we first meet Eva (the ever excellent Tilda Swinton) she’s living in a modest house in a borderline neighborhood. She works in a travel agency. Apart from her loner tendencies, there’s nothing too unusual about her.

But clearly there’s something in her past. Why else would she emerge from her front door every morning to find vile threats spray painted on her front porch and car?

Lynne Ramsay’s film alternates between the present, in which a largely stoic (shell-shocked?) Eva tries to get on, and the past, which reveals her life as a wife and mother.

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Master Namkhai Norbu and Yeshi Norbu

“MY REINCARNATION”  My rating: B-  (Opening March 23 at the Tivoli)

82 minutes | No MPAA rating

Every son has to come to an accommodation with his father…either that or get out of Dodge.

But when Dad is one of the most revered men in Tibetan Buddhism…well, that adds some new wrinkles to the situation.

Jennifer Fox’s documentary film has been two decades in the making. Back in the early ‘90s Fox began filming the activities of Choogyal Namkhai Norbu, a Buddhist master who fled his native Tibet in the late 1950s and relocated to Naples, Italy, where he got a university job teaching Asian languages and, on the side, Tibetan Buddhism.

Unlike many Buddhist masters, Norbu isn’t a monk, though he studied in a monastery. Once in Italy he married a local girl and became the father of a boy and a girl.

The boy, Yeshi, is the main subject of “My Reincarnation.” Even before Yushi’s birth, Namkhai Norbu dreamed that his new son would be the reincarnation of his uncle, a rinpoche  (or guru) who remained in Tibet and died in a Communist prison.

In grainy old video footage we see Yeshi as a young adult. He says he and his father aren’t close. He says he knows about the reincarnation story and isn’t moved.

So  Yeshi goes off to work for IBM, marries and starts his own family. He’s a good career-driven corporate citizen.

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Jason Segel and Ed Helms

“JEFF WHO LIVES AT HOME”  My rating: B+ (Opens wide on March 16)

83 minutes | MPAA rating: R

Jeff (Jason Segel) is a thirtysomething slacker who lives in his mom’s basement and obsesses over the M. Night Shyamalan movie “Signs.”

You know…that’s the one where Mel Gibson’s family is besieged in their farmhouse by space aliens? And they discover that little, inconsequential things they almost overlooked were in fact cosmic signs of how to beat the invasion?

Jeff acknowledges that “Signs” can seem meandering and unfocused, but now that he’s watched it a couple dozen times he finds tremendous comfort knowing that in the end it comes together in “one perfect moment.”

Jeff’s opening monologue in “Jeff Who Lives at Home” seems a mere toss-off, the idiotic ramblings of a navel-gazing stoner who hasn’t had a girlfriend since high school.

But remember Jeff’s words. They’ll come back to us in yet another perfect moment.

“Jeff Who Lives at Home” is a pleasantly meandering effort from the writing/directing Duplass Brothers.  It’s funny and goofy.

It also exhibits more genuine soul than any comedy since…well, since Bill Forsythe’s sublime “Local Hero” back in 1983.

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Jeremie Elkaine (center) and Valerie Donzelli

“DECLARATION OF WAR” My rating: B (Opening March 16 at the Tivoli)

100 minutes | No MPAA rating

Films about desperately sick children tend to follow a certain, predictable format.

But in “Declaration of War” — France’s official entry in this year’s Oscar race for foreign language film — writer/director/actress Valerie Donzelli strikes out in a brave and satisfying new direction. There’s nothing predictable about it.

For starters, it’s less the story of an ill child than of his parents, two attractive young people whose lives are turned upside down. The little boy, Adam, vanishes from the story for long stretches because Donzelli’s true emphasis lies elsewhere.

And her style breaks all the rules. Entire conversations unfold without us being allowed to hear the dialogue. There’s no need for lots of declamatory emoting; sometimes a gesture is far more eloquent.

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Oduye

“PARIAH” My rating: B (Opens March 9 at the Tivoli)

86 minutes | MPAA rating: R

Being black. That’s one strike.

Being a woman. That’s two.

And being gay…well, those are shaping up as pretty daunting odds.

In “Pariah” Adepero Oduye gives a luminous performance as a high school senior who day by day, incident by incident is being pushed ever closer to revealing to her disapproving family that she’s a lesbian.

Among the many remarkable things about Oduye’s performance is this: At 33 she’s twice the age of the character she so convincingly plays.

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“JOHN CARTER” My rating: C- (Opening wide on March 9)
132 minutes | MPAA rating: PG-13

Well, that’s two hours I’m not getting back.

For fans of sword-and-sorcery fiction, Edgar Rice Burroughs’ John Carter series of pulp novels set on Mars have long been a sort of cinematic Holy Grail.

Filled with bizarre creatures, massive alien cities and unearthly (well, duh) landscapes, the books have for a century defied big-screen treatment in large part because Burroughs (who was also the creator of Tarzan) had an imagination too fevered to be realized through conventional movie technology.

Now that we’re in a digital age where whatever you can think of can be made flesh (figuratively speaking), “John Carter” has finally come to your local multiplex courtesy of the folks at Walt Disney.

It’s got eye candy out the wazoo, but under the direction of Andrew Stanton (the director of Pixar’s “WALL-E” and “Finding Nemo” here making his live-action debut) this hugely expensive (reportedly north of $200 million) production is a remarkably leaden thing, marked by an embarrassingly inadequate lead performance and an utter absence of anything resembling a directorial style.

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Leila Hatami and Peyman Moaadi in “A Separation”

“A SEPARATION”  My rating: A- (Opening March 2 at the Glenwood at Red Bridge and the Leawood)

123 minutes | MPAA rating: PG-13

There’s no small irony in the fact that Iran has one of today’s most aesthetically developed film scenes precisely because it is a repressive society.

Like American filmmakers during the days of the Hollywood Production Code, Irani directors must find subtle, artistic ways to make their points without incurring the wrath of the theocracy. In a conservative society where the government’s will is enforced by the “morality police,” you’d best cloak your incendiary sentiments in something that looks like obedience.

“A Separation” isn’t incendiary, exactly, but writer/director Asghar Farhadi paints an unforgettable picture of a world where men and women must couch their behavior within socially accepted limits, and where the necessity of appearing pious often pushes them to do things that are anything but.

Farhadi’s film — this year’s winner of the Oscar for foreign language film — begins in a nondescript government office where Nader (Peyman Moaadi) and his wife Simin (Leila Hatami) have come to air their marital disputes before a magistrate.

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Fabrice Luchini and lady friends

“THE WOMEN ON THE 6th FLOOR”  My rating: B  (Opens March 2 at the Glenwood Arts)

104 minutes | No MPAA rating

The premise of “The Women on the 6th Floor” is so unoriginal it practically creaks.

It’s about an uptight bourgeoise character learning the real meaning of life from the decent, hard-working proletariat.

But the delivery, especially the acting, is so deftly executed that rather than grousing at its predictability you’ll find yourself sighing with pleasure at this souffle from writer/director Philippe Le Guay.

Fabrice Luchini (last seen as Catharine Daneuve’s philandering hubby in “Potiche”) is Jean-Louis,  owner of a brokerage firm who still lives in the apartment building where he was born.

He’s got a brittle blonde wife (Sandrine Kiberlain) who does little save indulge her neuroses, and a couple of spoiled, arrogant sons off at boarding school.

And now that his aged mother has finally died and her grumpy maid retreated to the provincial burg that spawned her, Jean-Louis is in the market for a new domestic.

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