Last time on Catching Fire, President Snow told Katniss her underage makeouts with Peeta had better be really convincing, or else the districts might rebel against the capital she hates so much! Realizing this wasn’t much of an incentive, he then explained he’d kill everyone she cares about if she doesn’t do a good job.
Last time on Catching Fire, there was the dramatic smell of blood and roses! Then, President Snow showed up to glare at Katniss.
Then, they talk.
I was thinking I really need to take some time to let my hatred die down to a nice simmer (and my fingers recover from endless typing and copy-pasting), but I couldn’t resist seeing how the next book began with all these lovely comments about DON’T GO ON IT JUST GETS WORSE ESCAPE WHILE YOU CAN.
It’s not too bad.
Reports of its quality are greatly exaggerated.
At last, it’s the final chapter.
Last time on the childmurder games, the childmurder games concluded with a whimper.
And now the post-game shenanigans.
Anyway, on to the next chapter. Something’s chasing them.
Last time on the childmurder games, it was a lovely mix of boredom, squick, and terrible implications. Then finally the rain stopped and they accidentally killed another child.
Well, let’s finish this.
Let’s continue to the twenty-third chapter. In the home stretch now!
This is terrible.
It opens with Katniss covering the cave with rocks. She leaves a small opening, but it no longer looks like a cave.
Wherein Katniss continues to be reactive and unheroic.
Romance and Injuries.
You know, I’m not one to demand total uncertainty. The fact the protagonist lives is never really in doubt here, and there’s no need to jump through hoops in a doomed attempt to make it suspenseful. But at this point, there’s nothing at all left to wonder.
Last time on the childmurder games, the obvious happens.
Worse, it’s also the more boring option. But it manages to make up for it by being absolutely horrible for the rest of the chapter.