By: Hayley Green
There will be spoilers at the end of this review that are marked clearly. Stop reading if you want to know what happens by reading it.
Do you remember when The Hunger Games came out and for several months afterwards Hunger Games knockoffs were being published? This falls into this category. Sure, it was okay. But I’ve read better The Hunger Game knockoffs.
Set in a post-United-States-America, the government is a monarchy. If there is a royal princess born, she is married off to other royalty from different countries. If a prince is born then the whole country gets a reality TV show called “The Selection.” It is like The Bachelor; girls from each province are selected to compete for the prince’s hand in marriage.
This story centers around America, named by her mother after learning a bit about the histories of countries past. America is already in love with another boy before she is sent to The Selection.
Everyone has a caste in this book. The lower the caste the less food and money you have. If you marry a caste below the female becomes whatever the male is. America is in love with a six, a labor worker, while she is a five, a musician. Birth control isn’t available to the lower castes which results in large families that can’t feed all the hungry mouths. As a part of The Selection your family gets a large check during the time you are competing.
It’s basically the more girly, less violent version of The Hunger Games. It is not very well written, and a lot of the characters are flat and one dimensional. Especially the Prince. He is a lot like Peeta from The Hunger Games: too nice, too flat, and too perfect.
That being said, there was something about the book that compelled me to read it from beginning to end. I’m not sure what that was, though.
If you loved The Hunger Games and Peeta, but wanted less killing, then this would be the perfect book for you.
Things get complicated when the boy she was in love with first shows up at the castle and starts pursuing her. It makes things a little more interesting, but both love-interests have their faults that, in my opinion, are unforgivable. Neither one is appealing to me as a reader.
And that’s not even mentioning how similar in appearance and behavior both of them are from The Hunger Games. They are obviously thinly veiled versions of Gale and Peeta. Even America wields a bow. For a violin, that is.
The similarities are thinly veiled and flimsy. The writing is okay, but it wasn’t my favorite. Let’s just say I have no urge to read the rest of the series.