It takes ten times as long to put yourself back together as it does to fall apart.
This is a collective review for The Hunger Games Trilogy.
When I first read the book, my immediate thought was that it was a Battle Royale rip-off, but I set my prejudice aside and read it. I loved Battle Royale so the comparison was hovering over my head. The story turned out to be quite similar, but very different. I was engrossed enough to become a fan and root for Katniss even though she was unlikeable in so many ways. I liked how she embodied the modern heroine. The thrill and excitement was also brilliantly built up. It intrigued me on how she would survive the arena, on what she’ll do next, and on who’ll die next. I was satisfied with the ending of the first book. But I’m afraid I couldn’t say the same for the second and third.
I bought Catching Fire immediately after it came out because I was expecting a good sequel. I guess I expected too much. The thing with good first installations is that people will always expect the second one to be just as good, if not better. I think Catching Fire suffered the same fate. I was very disappointed on how the story played out. It wasn’t all bad, Finnick was quite entertaining. But overall, it didn’t do it for me. Katniss became more unlikeable, and Peeta seemed like a helpless baker boy who simply couldn’t fend for himself.
I wasn’t planning on buying Mockingjay but someone gave it to me as a gift so I read it. Sadly, I was even more disappointed. I didn’t like how it ended. It lacked empathy, that “kick“. I was looking for. I found it hard to root for Katniss because of her indecisiveness between Gale and Peeta. The ending felt rushed, but I suppose readers don’t always get the ending they want.
Overall, it’s still a decent trilogy. I wouldn’t say great. There are definitely a lot of better dystopian-themed novels out there, but it’s good enough to keep you reading. The first book was cool and I highly recommend it. As for the second and third installment, read it if you wanna know how it ends. Just don’t expect fireworks.
I wish I could freeze this moment, right here, right now and live in it forever.
— Catching Fire