Becoming fearless isn’t the point. That’s impossible. It’s learning how to control your fear, and how to be free from it.
Divergent reminded me of The Giver (Lois Lowry), The Hunger Games (Suzanne Collins) and Harry Potter (JK Rowling). I guess every dystopian fiction will always remind me of The Giver in one way or another.
The division of the factions (Abnegation, Candor, Amity, Dauntless, Erudite) reminded me of how students were sorted out in Hogwarts, especially since our heroine eventually chose Dauntless (the “courage” faction). I liked how Beatrice/Tris was not your typical underrated beauty (she was very much average). I felt like that bit of her made her more relatable.
The initiation arc strongly reminded me of Hunger Games (Book I). I liked how the action was built up and how the story was lightly narrated. It was as if you were watching it happen as you read it. The training and initiation tests were interesting and reading through it made me itch to know what would happen next (in simple terms: It was far from boring).
The later part of the book felt like Mockingjay. I didn’t love it very much. I felt like the action was crammed and rushed, everything happened so fast it became chaotic. I didn’t even get a glimpse on how the Dauntless world really was, something I was truly looking forward to from the beginning, so I was really disappointed. I wish the novel stayed on the faction’s inner world a little bit longer and let the characters grow within the confines of the Dauntless compound.
Overall, despite the familiarity of the setting and concepts, and despite my disappointment with the last part of the book, I still enjoyed reading it. It’s clearly not one of my favorite Dystopian novels but it was good enough for me that I read it straight without pause.