I watched Twilight tonight with Beth. Before experiencing any of this phenomenon I’ve been careful not to pass judgement. After all, how can I rip on a straight-up girl’s fantasy when I’ve spent many an hour reading about men in tights beating the bejeezus out of each other? If I felt no shame playing to the 13 year old boy in me then I wasn’t going to look down my nose at women doing the same thing.
Then I saw it.
I’m going to set aside the fact that this is a badly directed and performed movie. And when I say badly, I mean awful. Alright, I said it and it’s time to move on to what really bothered me.
Is this really what many women fantasize about when they’re thinking about love? I ask because I didn’t see love in this movie. I saw co-dependency, obsession, and a teenage girl with serious emotional problems. When she’s in the hospital and Edward tells her that she should stay away for her own safety, she had a mini-melt down that for me was the scariest thing in the movie. This isn’t love. This is grounds for being medicated. I feel sorry for anyone who thinks this is what love is all about.
Also, for a story that’s “sex free” there was sex all over the place. Sure, no one has actual sex, but the plot revolves around predatory men “smelling” her and then wanting to have her one way or the other. And the part where he has to suck on her open wound and yet have the willpower to stop before it’s “too late?” Vampires are all about sex and there’s nothing anyone can do about it, not even a faithful Mormon.
So there it is. I’ve said my piece. I may be baffled by it, but I promise I will still not look down my nose at Twilight fans. I love Conan the Barbarian and god knows that’s full of unhealthy ideas. Plus, I know too many women I like and have respect for that love it.
I feel compelled to note here that the baseball scene was one of the dumbest things I’ve ever seen.