Eight thousand candidates sign up for the Suicide Game. Only one can win. Their destination: the Night Stadium, a place of makeup and music, fear and adrenaline, blood and romance, celebration and death.
Each candidate has his or her own reason for entering the Game. The Council runs the Game. The outcome of the Game is left to fate…in the laps of the gods. The candidates will jump to their deaths in order to win everything, before capacity crowds in the Stadium. The public follows every jump, live on TV and on their mobile screens, choosing their favorite candidates and betting on their lives.
The Game’s community also includes geeks, mafia, makeup artists, master chefs, models, musicians, ordinary workers, spies, terrorists, and many others. SG – Suicide Game is the story of the candidates’ journey. It boldly imagines a place where death and denial are interwoven with hope, choices and the innate desire for happiness. Impressive in the totality of its vision, it is an exploration of the best and worst things in our lives, nightmares and especially, our dreams.
With a poetic style and dark humor, Haidji brings us a new type of book. This being the third book by her I’ve read. The other two books have been short lyrical works, while this one is so different it proves that Haidji can write anything. She brings us many different unique, dark, complex characters in an even more dark and complex novel. In this novel we follow people who for one reason or another, each being their own and unique, wish to die. So they enter the suicide game. A game in which others bet money on who will and won’t die. The characters jump, each knowing what possible outcome lies before them. Through beautiful words Haidji reveals each character and their reasons of their why they came to the games. Each character while some remaining nameless and just known by their occupation i.e “The Scientist” she shows us the thoughts people have before they die, or why they want to die. The book reminds us slightly of a nod to The Hunger Games, where we see that people truly will pay money for watching screwed up stuff happen. Yet most of us see this as things that will never happen, as one reviewer put it we kind of already do. We pay to watch pay per view wrestling matches, cage fighting, and other shows of this nature. Who is to say that we are not already heading down this path? What will be the next thing we pay to see at someone else’s demise? Thank you Haidji for sending me this eye opening book in exchange for my honest review. 5 stars from me.