Twilight… no, really… THAT Twilight
June 28, 2010 § 5 Comments
For the past few years, I have spent a lot of time trying to avoid all things Twilight. I refused to read the books, no matter how many of my friends and acquaintances told me they were “really pretty good” or “not as bad as you’d expect.” I even had a few people tell me that they were “great.”
Feeling peer pressure from some friends in grad school, and submitting to the infectious enthusiasm of one friend in particular (as well as a healthy admiration for the strikingly handsome Robert Pattinson, a.k.a. Cedric Diggory), I consented to watching the first movie. Though it was better than I had thought, my extreme low expectations made it almost impossible for the movie to be worse than expected. I don’t plan on seeing it again, nor any of its sequels.
On with my story…
While waiting for my flight to this year’s American Library Association annual conference, I discovered that I had lost the charger to my nook. Egads! I had not brought any other reading materials, since I have over 30 unread books loaded on my nook at this very moment. I was sure I had another charger at home that would work, but that did me absolutely NO GOOD for the next six hours I would spend on my way to Washington, D.C. Cripes!
Feeling hopeful, I wandered over to the only newsstand in the Moline “International” Airport… they had to have something that I could tolerate for the next day or so, at least until I could get my hands on some free swag from the conference. After perusing the tiny book selection, I was disheartened. Would I have to stoop to pulp crime fiction? Really??
There were two editions of the first Twilight… Next to the other options, it was no longer looking so bad… “Well,” I thought, “One really can’t judge a book by its movie… But I’ve spent SO MUCH ENERGY disliking vampire romance! Am I really about to go there??” Apparently, I was.
I went ahead and paid the $7.99 plus tax for the smallest paperback.
“Crap,” I thought as I sat back down to wait for my flight. “I can’t hide the fact that I’m reading this.” At least, if I could use my nook, no one would have any idea what I was reading. If I had bought a hardcover, I could take off the jacket, or even better! switch it with another book’s dust jacket (yes, I really thought of these options). Even worse, the cheap copy I had purchased had the movie tie-in cover… not as artistically appealing as the original, and quite cheesy.
Embarrassed, I began reading.
Halfway through the book, I landed in D.C. Halfway! That is a LOT for me, since I am a remarkably slow reader. And, much to my chagrin, I was enjoying the read.
“Crap,” I thought. “Now I’ll have to come clean to everyone that really, Twilight isn’t as bad as I thought it would be.” And I did. This is my very public confession.
Here’s my thoughts on the book:
I was quite impressed with Meyer’s writing for the first half of the novel. She avoided using repetitive adjectives and phrases. However, during the second half of the book, it seems that her thesaurus failed her… I got a little sick of hearing about Edward’s “angel” face, and his “marble arms.” Blech.
I was also a little disturbed by Bella’s obsession with Edward. While I get the romanticism of the book, and understand the parallels with Romeo and Juliet, a voice in the back of my mind kept complaining that the relationship is not a healthy example for young girls to emulate. Bella goes along with whatever Edward tells her (for the most part), in what seems to be a very one-sided relationship.
For now, however, I’m willing to ignore these details, in the hopes that they will be resolved in the future. I must give props to Bella, who FINALLY tells Edward towards the end of the book that she is sick of being “saved” all the time, and that their relationship should be more equitable. I hope that this theme continues in the next books. Which (shhhhhh…. don’t tell) I now intend to read.