*REREAD TO PREPARE FOR SUNRISE ON THE REAPING*

still just as good

the best part about this book was how little Gale was in it

(A-) 82% | Very Good
Notes: A kiss goodbye to status quo, new dangers by the dozens: foes for friends, rebellious ends, and tantalizing "cousins".

Binge reading? Me? Nah...>_>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 Hutchers...

I love how its canon that Peeta has done nothing wrong in his life and must be protected

Mags my girl you deserved better.

Dystopian Perfection +++ After barely surviving the deadly Hunger games, days in District 12 turn simple and peaceful; the life of a victor carries tranquility, fame and well-being. Yet new difficulties don’t take long to appear; being the new celebrity of Panem brings a lot of attention, and of the most dangerous kind. The challenge in the previous tournament does not go unnoticed, and the beginnings of a rebellion start to arise. Under the ever vigilant eye of the Capitol, not even the victo...

(A-) 82% | Very Good
Notes: It's about futility, and dealing with the unintentional effects of compliance, pretense, decency, altruism, and kissing.

This is most possibly the WORST (or best depending what you go on) cliffhanger I have encountered in all my reading days. It leaves you more than just hanging, you are grasping for your life on a thread that is fraying and there is nothing to do but hold on (well metaphorically of course). One word that can sum up this book is intense . Everything is just felt more. The compassion, threats, action, betrayal, gestures, words all of it. This has to be the reason why it is so addictive. As expec...

I went to see Inglourious Basterds a couple of times this past month, and there is that scene where Eli Roth and Omar Doom are in the theater, and they dress themselves up to look like waiters and then whip around the corner and kill the two Nazi guards to some funny Ennio Morriconi(ish?), spaghetti-western sounding music. And everybody in the theater laughs, and then the film cuts to Hitler laughing, watching a movie of a Nazi soldier killing Americans. It’s one of those great story-telling mom...