strange twilight voodoo
Monday, June 29th, 2009I don’t remember when I first heard about the Twilight series. I just know that it was after the last book, Breaking Dawn came out. I kept hearing tidbits here and there, all of my friends had read them. I had to ask my friend Ess about it when I finally realized that this might be a series I would enjoy. All in all, I think it was better that way…no endless waiting for the next book to come out…the whole series was just waiting to be read. And read it I did. I went back to the bookstore 3 times in one week to get my next fix.
So I was really excited when I found out that the movie was still in the theater once I finished. I dragged my husband along. We were lucky, I found out later, many had to endure teeny-bopping screams each time Edward showed up on the screen. My experience was much quieter than that. I know this is blasphemy to many, but the first thing I thought when I saw Edward was, “is that the best they could do?” Rob Pattinson has grown on me since, but I was fairly disappointed at first.
I was a little stunned as I left the theater. Some of the stunts had been so goofy I had to stifle a laugh more than once. It just didn’t look or feel right. Bella was okay, but I still can’t get over her incredibly weird “thank you” in the hospital corridor. I lamented to my husband who had been so nice that he didn’t tell me what he really thought until I made it clear that I thoroughly did not enjoy the flick.
This is not the reason I’m writing this so many months later. That would be because of the strange attraction I have to the thing. My husband asked me, when I came home with the deluxe 3 disk edition DVD, why, if I disliked the movie so did I buy it? I could not put the reason into words. I watched all of the extras before I started up the actual movie and they were really good. Then I watched the film and wondered to myself, why did I buy the thing? It’s not because I have enough money to buy every movie that comes out. After that showing, I thought I was done with it. I was wrong. The urge came a couple of weeks later when I was having trouble sleeping. Twilight cured my insomnia that night…and a couple more after that. It’s dark, and quiet, a nice thing to go to sleep to. Last week I woke up just in time for the prom scene in the gazebo at the end. I thought I’d found the reason then. It was beautiful, tragic and magical. I checked the same scene out a coupla days later when I was wide awake. It didn’t have the same effect. So here I sit, months after I bought the thing, I’ve seen it more than I’ve seen any movie (except The Sound of Music, don’t ask) and I still have no idea why I like it or keep going back to it.
So will I watch New Moon when it comes out? Like I told my husband right after we saw Twilight in the theater, “I can’t wait to see it, it has to be better than that.”