Mockingjay Mocks my Expectations
Mockingjay is the final book of a trilogy I have very mixed feelings for, so it makes sense that I neither like nor dislike this book. I wish it was better, but I'm not disappointed as I learned too much about it before reading to be disappointed. The only two things I liked about the previous books, the Games and Katniss' kickbutt personality, no longer exist in this book. Mockingjay is no longer about Katniss' fight for survival in the Games; it's about war. Some people love these kinds of bleak, hopeless books. I, who would rather not read a near-400 page war account, don't.
There are much worse games to play.
Ultimately, my dissatisfaction is not the book's fault. It's my fault. Mockingjay centers around war, hopelessness, and loss. Katniss is almost unbearably depressed all the time. It's relatively slow-paced and everything happens in the last 50 pages, which leaves us with a rushed conclusion. And was that epilogue really necessary? Though I didn't exactly hate everything about this book and got rather emotional in the last few pages, I am left with a feeling of hollowness and not-caring, which is actually how Katniss felt 99% of the time.
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