I bet when you read the title of this post you thought I was going to write about a candlelight Christmas Eve service gone horribly awry, or about that one time when I set my hair on fire with a flame-throwing hairdryer.
Sorry. It’s another book review. You’ll live.
I enjoyed the book because I think Suzanne Collins did such a fantastic job creating the setting for the trilogy and I liked getting to read about the politics and culture of it a little bit more. And I still think she handles the teenage protagonist well and realistically (ie, like a normal teenager would be, rather than like a normal 26 year old billed as a teenager). However, I started to be a little perplexed at how the main character hasn’t changed or become different after all the crazy things she has been through. I felt like I wanted to read more character development. But maybe that is not a YA thing, and maybe it’s wrong to impose the conventions of a literary novel on a YA novel.
I’m hoping that the final book in the trilogy will include some forward movement in the main character and some good resolution to the ongoing tensions and questions in the first two books. I had high hopes for finishing the trilogy in 2010, but the young adults and whoever else is ahead of me in the hold line at the library apparently read at an AGONIZINGLY slow pace so I’m still waiting for it. Seriously, it takes about two hours tops to read these books, so I don’t know why people are hanging on to them for so long.
But I digress. If you haven’t read The Hunger Games trilogy and you have two hours at your disposal, I’d still recommend it in spite of my reservations about the character development.
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