Since the horrendous frenzy over vampires who, for some reason, “sparkle” in sunlight instead of bursting into flames, I’ve been very wary of pre-teen franchises like this. Yes, I am referring to Twilight. No, I have not read the books. No, I’m not planning on ever reading those p.o.s. books, so you can stop trying to persuade me right now.
You want a real vampire-human love saga? Watch episodes of Buffy and Angel. At one point he has to turn back time and give up being human with her, because if he stays human, Buffy would sacrifice the world (or herself) to protect him. Bam. That’s love. Take that you sparkling pansy.
But I digress.
When everyone started talking about the Hunger Games, I naturally (if somewhat skeptically) assumed that they would be a Twilight-type story arc–i.e. targeted to 12 and 45 year old girls. But they’re not. At least according to people I’ve talked to that have read both series, they’re not. Plus, the Hunger Games movie was awesome. I thoroughly enjoyed it. The only way I got through the first Twilight movie was by doing my own “Edward inner monologue.” In a British accent.
I really hope all of these people telling me to read The Hunger Games are right, as I am about to delve into a 3-book commitment over here on this Suzanne Collins bandwagon. I bought the boxed set (a fine deal for $30 on Amazon, especially when it’s at B&N for $48. what a rip-off), so I will be reading all three. The question is whether or not I will enjoy them.
Wish me luck!