Book number three of the Hunger Games Trilogy: Mockingjay by Suzanne Collins. And again, it was not my favorite of books. It wasn’t too bad: there were some good parts. But other things, especially near the end… I was livid. I was annoyed. I was saying “That was not necessary, Ms. Collins!” And since it is major spoilers what ticked me off (even though I spoiled myself before I got to the part, I was still angry), I cannot discuss exactly what bugged me, but let’s just say that in my mind, it was unnecessary. Completely unnecessary. And just a complete cop-out.
So. That being said. I was also annoyed that she was the person who was uniting a nation. There were so many other great people out there in this novel, so why settle on the main character? It just… I’m a cynic. Let’s start there. I’m a cynic and not a big fan of lauding people for things they do not deserve. I guess since she was more of a pawn, it makes sense she was the face of a revolution, but… There were so many worthier and so many better choices out there.
And I hated the epilogue.
