The next day at training, they’re going to learn how to throw knives.  Oh, goody.  Can it be the same as when they ‘learned’ how to shoot, where they randomly toss shit around for an hour or two and then never receive any instruction, significant practice, or evaluation?  Think about it.  Has Tris touched a…

The next day, Tris is moving slowly because she’s sore and hurting from getting the shit knocked out of her in her fight.  Look!  Consequences!  Look at it and marvel!  This book has some really shitty worldbuilding and some wallbanger ideas, but there are some parts where it’s vastly superior to the majority of YA…

The next day, Tris and Christina talk about the sparing partners they’ve been matched up with.  It’s nice to see a female friendship in a YA book.  I think this is the first time on this blog I’ve reviewed a book where the main character had a female friend who was actually a peer and…

“THE FIRST THING you will learn today is how to shoot a gun. The second thing is how to win a fight.” Four presses a gun into my palm without looking at me and keeps walking. *incoherent high-pitched rage* *no, not yet, I’m still raging* *guys, you have no idea RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGE* DID HE JUST GIVE…

Tris stands with her new faction, who are all taller than her for some reason.  She hasn’t been noted as exceptionally short before now.  Do idiotic acts of peer pressure make you taller now?  Anyway, she’s sad because her dad is glaring at her now.  Because, you see, the way to peace is to divide…