Mocking Mockingjay Book is Mocking 

WARNING The Hunger Games SPOILERS ahead.

And now, a short review of Mockingjay.

The third book of The Hunger Games series is depressing and brutal, as it should be. But not in the cathartic, profound way that the first book briefly touched upon. Instead, character development is sadly lacking. Things happen to the protagonist, but she doesn't actually do much.

In one scene, the author has to have supporting characters remind me of why I liked the protagonist in the first book. Seriously, they sit around a table brainstorming on the matter in attempts to remember why they, and I, should care. For a recent popular comparison, JK Rowling manages Harry so beautifully through six books that it's hard to watch this author grope to make something of Katniss as she drowns in the blockbuster plot. The first book is enjoyable, but the second and third were too quickly and assembly-line made, and are not up to snuff.

To examine the story in a larger sense, the author has optioned the books to Hollywood. Thus, in years to come, we can look forward to a manicured, underage actress propped prettily in a director's chair as phony reporters from meaningless tabloid outlets lob her questions and she promotes exactly what the first book so excellently and intensely detests.

This is incredible given that the final book takes the time to spell out the idea of "bread and circuses" for the reader.

Here come the "Team Gale!" t-shirts and fast food ads. Delivered straight from Districts 8 & 11. Viva la Capitol.

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