Book Review: The Hunger Games
A while back, Dri read the Hunger Games trilogy. She kept mentioning to me that these were books I needed to read, but I wasn’t fully convinced that I had the time or the interest. When the movie came out to theaters, she told me she wanted to go see it, and I agreed to go. The problem was, I’ve always had a “read the book first” approach to movie adaptations. If I was to stick to that, it was time to sit down and at least read the first book of the series.
I dug into The Hunger Games on Sunday evening. I finished it just over four hours later. The next night I cracked open Catching Fire, the second installment. And on Tuesday, I wrapped up the third and final book, Mockingjay. Three books in three days. In my defense, I’ve always been a fast reader. But I suppose it’s rather obvious that the storyline successfully captured my attention.
