RE: Did you like the hunger games books?
December 9, 2013 at 11:00 pm
(This post was last modified: December 9, 2013 at 11:04 pm by Lemonvariable72.)
(December 7, 2013 at 6:24 am)Esquilax Wrote: I've got the first film sitting on my shelf now, because MissLuckie really likes the series and wants me to watch with her. Depending on the reception, perhaps I'll pick up the books. I can see a few reasons to like the franchise right now, though I'm still wary.
If you like stuff like brave new world, you will like this.
(December 7, 2013 at 9:52 am)Zazzy Wrote: I LOVED the books.
(December 6, 2013 at 6:27 pm)NoraBrimstone Wrote: I'm a big fan of YA Fiction.Me, too! It comes from so many years of teaching high school kids. I have heard that it's harder to get YA published than adult books, and that it's because kids won't put up with the shit adults will in books- your plotting has to be tighter, your narrative more streamlined, etc.
I have been meaning to try the Divergent series. I also recommend the Graceling series.
I thought the movies were OK, except for how physically wrong most of the lead actors are. Katniss is a starving teenager, and Jennifer Lawrence is a well-fed 25-year-old. Please.
Usually I hate YA fiction, as much of it is crap. That said I loved the the hunger games, and I agree on katniss, I like her because she is real, not you stereotypical "strong" woman lead which some writer use to try to make the book more appealing to certain types of people. Mocking jay fucked me up though.
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
