It's a little painful to admit, but the Hunger Games conclusion, Mockingjay, was less than satisfactory for me. I was excited to read it because 1) it was the conclusion so I was expecting some of the awesome action that makes up the first two books; and 2) I would always sing the title to myself to the tune of Carly Simon's Mockingbird (Mock-yeah, ing-yeah, jay-yeah, yeah, yeah, Mockingjay...)
I don't even remember what happened really. It just felt completely nonexistent in comparison to the remainder of the series. It reduced Katniss to such a weak, stereotypically girly role. While reading it, all I could think was that Collins was probably pressured to finish this super fast to capitalize on the series' popularity. It also felt like she wrote the plot in such a way that Team Peeta and Team Gale shirts could be sold as movie merchandise. I loved the marketing of Harry Potter: a book pretty much every other year and complete faith that the fanbase would not only stay loyal, but would grow. I wish they had more faith in the readers to do this with the emerging series of today. Oh well.