Lately I've been weary about jumping on the bandwagon with popular book series. I think having been horrified by how horrible the Twilight series was that I stopped listening to what the popular media has to say about books and just started focusing on books that I thought I would enjoy, regardless of how popular they were to the general population.
Then Hunger Games came out. I ended up purchasing the book at the San Diego airport after a rave recommendation of a friend. When I returned home, the book ended up on my stack of books to read, but I never opened it. Then the movie was released, and a coworker asked me to go see it with her when we travel for work in a couple weeks. I was finally going to have to actually read this thing.
Sometimes, the popular media is right. I thought Hunger Games was awesome. Katniss is smart, clever, and way more awesome than she thinks she is. The love story with Peeta was sweet. I love how Katniss is so modest about herself. There's no pretense with her.
I think buried somewhere in the book Suzanne Collins is making a statement about our world today. Katniss's horrified reaction to finding out how much food and services are available to her at the touch of a button sounds suspiciously like a condemnation of the excess of the First World.
I can't wait to read the second and third books!
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