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I loved the first Hunger Games, and enjoyed the second. They were really interesting and clever.
In the light of the first two, Mockingjay was hugely disappointing.
Mockingjay follows Katniss' spiral into depression and disillusionment with the rebellion. This could have been interesting, but the reason I loved the Hunger Games was it was about rebellion, freedom, and passion for justice. Katniss was fascinating because she was "the girl on fire," the catalyst for change.
Mockingjay dumped a bucket of ice water on her head. Katniss becomes useless and shockingly apathetic. Instead of fighting the government, she refuses to cooperate with the rebels and spends her time moping over the loss of her boyfriend.
Newsflash: While she's in a blue funk, other people are dying, and being bombed, and starving. Her situation is by no means unique. Do you think all the rebels made it to District 13 totally safe and unharmed and with their entire families in tow? Just look at Haymitch: he's an outcast from society, is only friend and love died in the arena, he struggles with alcoholism, and the girl he's done everything to help is being a ridiculously selfish brat. And he channels this into a burning desire to help the people of Panem, risking his neck, without anyone giving him credit, whereas Katniss can't bear to even film messages because she's too frickin' sad about Peeta.
Well, tough luck, kid. Men, women, and children are dying brutally every day.
No one cares if she misses her boyfriend, or whether she will "end up with" her childhood friend, or if she likes the rebels. No one wants to see her toss aside the rebellion. No one gives a damn.
If only someone told Suzanne Collins that.