Effie Trinket: Isn't she just maaahvellous? *smirky smirk*
But it was great for what it was, which is a lightning-paced, incredibly intriguing dystopia. Definitely stayed up way too late reading it. And I ran and bought the sequel as soon as I was done, even though... hmm... I'm kind of afraid it can't be as good as the first. The main charm of THG for me was the arena, and these very different kids being pitted against each other in a fight for survival, and the fact that every waking second CATO MIGHT KILL YOU. Like I said: charm. I don't know how compelling it will be once the characters go their merry ways.
We shall see.
Three things I feel obligated to comment on:
- on page 4, Katniss pulls on her boots first and then her pants? Ummm... ok. I've tried that and it never ends well.
- Peeta's name. I mean, I get that he's a sonova baker, but naming him after bread? Suzanne Collins was probably like, "Hmmmm, I could call him Muffin or Taco or Danish Pastry, or... OMG... Pita!!! It's like Peter just Pee-tah, and then I shall spell it like Peeta and ooh my I'm very brilliant."
- The last third. The part where Peeta and Katniss are >:O *SPOILER* >:O lolling in a cave and being fed lamb stew from silver parachutes. And Katniss is madly in love. And then after they win, and they're on the train home she's just like, "Ah's jez messin' witchoooooo."
Disclaimer: Stefan Bachmann can not be held accountable to rabid fangirls for any statements made on this blog, nor does he mean any disrespect whatsoever to Suzanne Collins, who he actually does think is very brilliant. He's just a brat. If he ever meets her he will be like, "I think Peeta's a GREAT NAME."