by Andreas_90 » Tue Dec 01, 2009 12:03 pm
I wasn’t very into the whole Twilight thing when it was released (although a friend of mine did try to make me read it, I dismissed it quickly), being an avid Anne Rice fan and have thus developed a somewhat elitist view on the whole vampire theme thing. I know, it’s quite narrow-minded and stubborn to hold that view, but the very idea of sparkling vampires just made me cringe.
Anyhow, I didn’t start reading the series until… oh, a few days ago or so. I had been passing a poster of the New Moon movie at the cinema on my way to school, every day, for almost four weeks before I finally said: “I’ll just have a look”. It took me three bookstores to find one with the English versions (Swedish translators tend to… ruin books, like Twilight becoming “If I Could Dream”, like wtf?) and after much contemplation (for some reason, I had the urge to just get it over with), I bought Twilight and New Moon and within the lap of half an hour, I was in my bed, reading it as fiercely as I could. I was completely enamoured: everything from the laced shirt as a farewell gesture to the sunbathing in the meadow. It was romantic, cute and also a bit dark (gothic dark) and it had just that necessary amount of humour in it.
I finished New Moon on my train ride home, more... yes, obsessed would be the right word, than ever, and got to Eclipse the following night. I had trouble sleeping, haha, kept waking up and going through the chapters in my head. So, this Saturday night I got going with Breaking Dawn and about a third into it, I noticed how the compulsive hold began to loosen and my mind started to wander: it hadn’t even done that once during the first three books.
And now I’m here! Breaking Dawn wasn’t my favourite of the series, mostly because of Bella’s pregnancy (People might hate me for this, but the child, Reneseme made me think of Claudia from Anne Rice’s novels and unlike with Claudia, I immediately disliked Renesme... I sort of hoped she’d turn dangerous and she needed to be destroyed) and the continued blurred line between humans and vampires (I like lines...). Or the married part. Hum hum. I’m editing this over and over, but Publisher’s Weekly says it better than I can: “Essentially, everyone gets everything they want, even if their desires necessitate an about-face in characterization or the messy introduction of some back story. Nobody has to renounce anything or suffer more than temporarily—in other words, grandeur is out.” Except for Irina, I would’ve loved to see at least a few people kicking the bucket... like Jane and the kid (awful of me I know, but Bella+Edward=Renesme 4ever and ever is just too happily ever after).
Strangely, the image that’s stuck to me through all the reading is that of young, mortal, human and fleshly Bella pushing her way through people in Volterra to get to Edward, the moving statue, the angel-faced vampire. I... well, just didn’t like it when Bella became a vampire. Some of the novelty was her fragile, human form and the feeling of star-crossed lovers, I suppose.
But nevertheless, I greatly enjoyed this weeklong fixation it sparked, and my sister is calling for tickets to New Moon when she gets home. Oh my, I’m a lost cause now.... not quite as hooked as I was earlier, but the sugarsweet ending (I did gag a little) did give me a sense of closure, and I liked that.
Anyhow, Stephenie Meyer did a great job with her books (waiting for Midnight Sun) and I hope she’ll move to other great things as well...
I am pondering if I should reread them again (so soon? Maybe the obsession is still there) but I know what happens now and like Shannon>You wrote, it was a bit heart-breaking reading the last one (and as mentioned the last is my least favourite). Oh well, I can settle for the movies... and the DVDs... and the motion picture soundtracks... maybe a poster too... yeah, the obsession’s still there.