Against all odds, Katniss has won the Hunger Games. She and fellow District 12 tribute Peeta Mellark are miraculously still alive. Katniss should be relieved, happy even. After all, she has returned to her family and her longtime friend, Gale. Yet nothing is the way Katniss wishes it to be. Gale holds her at an icy distance. Peeta has turned his back on her completely. And there are whispers of a rebellion against the Capitol – a rebellion that Katniss and Peeta may have helped create.
Much to her shock, Katniss has fueled an unrest she’s afraid she cannot stop. And what scares her even more is that she’s not entirely convinced she should try. As time draws near for Katniss and Peeta to visit the districts on the Capitol’s cruel Victory Tour, the stakes are higher than ever. If they can’t prove, without a shadow of a doubt, that they are lost in their love for each other, the consequences will be horrifying.
In Catching Fire, the second novel in the Hunger Games trilogy, Suzanne Collins continues the story of Katniss Everdeen, testing her more than ever before…and surprising readers at every turn.
Ok, so to refresh the memory of recent events, I watched the final Hunger Games Saturday without a clue who the fuck any of those people are. I read Hunger Games #1 yesterday, and loved it. Now onto book 2.
Loved it too, is it any surprise? It’s awesome! I actually know more and more people from the movie now!
So now that I’ve expressed my love for the book, allow me to rant. I HATE THE CASTING. Not all of it, of course, but Peeta, in particular. I’m sure Hutcherson is a fine actor. He’s decent looking, that’s not the point. The point is he’s not right for Peeta.
I loved Peeta in the first book, my love for him continued in the second. He’s just so good. So pure, so nice. Self-sacrificial and genuinely well-meaning without being a martyr, and the on-screen portrayal of him ISN’T HOW I PICTURED HIM AT ALL. ARRRRRRGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!
Let’s talk about the love triangle. If you guys know me, you will know that I absolutely can’t stand love triangles. 99.9% of the time, they’re useless. They add nothing to the plot, and they’re only a device used to portrayl how ULTRA FUCKING SPESHUL AND BEAUTIFUL AND PERFECT AND DESIRABLE THE MARY SUE MC IS.
There’s a love triangle in this book, and it was perfect. If a book has to have a love triangle, this is how it should be done. Gale is her long-time friend, almost a brother, for whom she naturally develops genuine feelings for. Their relationship is based on mutual respect; they take care of each other. They don’t underestimate one another.
Peeta is a tool. I don’t say that in a bad way, like he’s such a tool, man. I mean that he is a tool for Katniss’ survival. Their “love” for one another ensured their survival in the Games. Despite Peeta’s long-time crush on Katniss, she doesn’t return his feelings, and in fact, held him at arm’s length, under deep suspicion until he proves himself.
So yes, I approve of this motherfucking love triangle. And I more than approve of this book.