Synopsis: In this long-awaited finale to the Divergent trilogy, we pick up right where Insurgent left off: with Tris dealing with the revelations of the previous book– that their whole home is just an experiment, that they were placed here a few generations ago, and that the outside world needs their help now that the Divergent are numerous. Tris and her friends/comrades must make a choice: do they leave the (relative) safety of their home and venture out into the unknown? Or do they stay and fight a war that can’t be won?
- I notice, however, that Peter only pretends to inject himself– when he presses the plunger down, the fluid runs down his throat, and he wipes it casually with his sleeve.
I wonder what it feels like to volunteer to forget everything.
- “Stop,” he says. “Beatrice, if I do this… will you be able to forgive me?”
I nod. “Yes,” I choke out. “But that’s not a good reason to do this.”
“I have plenty of reasons,” Caleb says. “I’ll do it. Of course I will.”
- I’m not sure when, or if, anything will get better, not sure if these wounds are the kind that can heal.
- “It’s what you deserve to hear,” I say firmly, my eyes going cloudy with tears. “That you’re whole, that you’re worth loving, that you’re the best person I’ve ever known.”
Review: Alright: first of all, I read this two weeks ago (after re-reading the first two as rapidly as possible), so I’m sorry this review took so long to get up here! I’ll try to be surreptitious, but you may be able to glean spoilers from the following, so you have been warned.
Secondly, I’ve heard via the rumor mill that a lot of people are unhappy with the way this ended, and some people have even been sending Veronica Roth death threats. (First of all, really? Second of all, REALLY??) Anyone who is unsatisfied with the ending is someone who doesn’t understand the books, I think. They don’t understand Tris’ character, or the lessons about love and sacrifice that Roth has injected throughout the entire trilogy.
I cried. Yep, I admit it. I bawled for five minutes and I had to put the book down and go snuggle with my dog. I knew it was coming (no, I wasn’t spoiled, but helloooooo), but it was still tough to actually have happen. Actually, I knew it was going to happen from the instant Roth introduced Tobias as a POV character. Think about that for a second.
I think my only gripe with the book is that in this one (and a bit towards the end of the second novel), Roth started bringing in religion. She mentions it in an Amity ceremony (they’re having prayer circles), and the third book deals with a lot of Tris struggling, once she’s outside of the city, to figure out if the deity her parents believed in is one that actually exists in the “real world.” (Life spoiler: it doesn’t.) Most dystopian novels don’t deal with religion, as it’s completely plausible to believe that it’s been phased out by then (what with a complete re-vamp of society and all), but somehow it slid into Tris’ psyche anyway. It didn’t get too deep, though, and for that I was glad. I would’ve hated for Tris’ crusade to be turned into a religious one.
All in all, it was a very satisfying trilogy. This is one of the few dystopian novels that doesn’t make the reader suffer through a love triangle, and although there are brief instances where both Tris and Tobias contemplate straying, they don’t. I think that’s natural and it was refreshing to see, especially when you’re meeting new people and you’re both having issues. But we all know that thinking isn’t cheating, or else everyone would be perpetually single! It’s not what you think that defines you, it’s how you act.
In truth, I’m glad Roth shied away from puking out a happy ending, because it wouldn’t have been realistic. There are no happy endings in war. There’s loss, heartbreak, and destruction. Even if you survive, you will have lost someone. Changing the world takes risks, and if you want to change it big-time, you have to take a bigger risk. Ultimately, Tris knows that if you have to sacrifice one live to save millions of others, it’s worth it.