So now that I've completed the trilogy (and that in the less romantic environment of the London Underground) I suppose I can give a final idea of what I thought of the series as a whole. It's not pretty, so if you're a fan you may want to look away now.
Mockingjay, and indeed the whole trilogy, comes from that current breed of populist books that are manufactured, manipulative and marketed to pull in as many quick readers as possible. It's rather cheap in that sense, but effective for it - the length perfectly balanced to stop you from giving up on it altogether. On that point I really don't understand why it had to be split into three, unless it was purely to sell more books. A lot of it is laboured and deliberately stretched, with pretty arbitrary cliffhangers marking the end of each chapter.
It doesn't take much investment to take some enjoyment from it I suppose, and I really didn't care much about any of it toward the end.
As an example of good literature I really can't recommend it, but hey, maybe the upcoming film will be better?
Saturday, March 3
Book: Mockingjay, Suzanne Collins
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