The Avengers. Joss Whedon deserves some kind of award for turning what could have been the clunkiest superhero-supergroup spectacle since Fantastic Four into a razor-sharp, bullet-fast fun-fest, but they don't give Oscars for that.
Most of us have a certain routine, so it's exciting to pick up a book and end up in another time, place, and situation. To make this experience even more intense, I often try to follow a novel I just read with one that's very different.
Paraskevi "Voula" Papachristou and Michel Morganella both trained for years to reach an Olympic level of competition. Each, in turn, was leveled by something notoriously difficult to train -- the tongue.
What is important about vampire and apocalyptic films and books is that the heroes are not just battling a solo evil character and his or her clan. Rather, all of these offer a critique of "the system."
Instead of promoting female sexuality and knowledge of self, Twilight, The Hunger Games, and Fifty Shades hide these topics in a false innocence that, apparently, is supposed to make men attracted to us.