I’m a big fan of honesty in fiction.
I don’t want cookie-cutter personalities, saccharine love, or shallow stereotypes. I want the author to convince me to cheer for heroes and against villains – and I want to know why the heroes and villains are worthy of the label. I want grit and beauty, despair and hope, love and loss. If a story tells me what the world is like, I don’t mind if it’s happy or grim. I want actions to have real consequences, and I want to feel like I ought to feel if the same situation were happening in real life.
I want to believe that some things are worth fighting for and some things are not, and I want to be reminded that people can be redeemed though not all will be.
That kind of honesty.
In The Hunger Games, Suzanne Collins is honest about the future of world entirely without God. She does not give even the slightest nod to God or religion. As a Christian, I don’t mind. Ms. Collins has done a stellar job introducing a YA audience to a dystopian, godless future that reveals the horrors of unbridled human nature. If an author is going to write about a world without God, then show a world without God. I just want the story to be honest about how awful that world would be – and it is. [Read more…]