Okay, here is my long awaited Twilight post.

Maybe it's the charm of Robert Pattison, or just the fact that there are a lot of attractive people in the movie, but now, I'm kind of sort of maybe wanting to see the Twilight movies. *cringing as she waits for judgmental catcalls*

What happened!? I don't know! I don't even know who I am anymore! (That was an exaggeration) I like that I recognize the characters on Facebook; I like that I know who is who and for some reason, I was excited that I could pick out people on IMDB and could have actual criticism on them and their characters. I don't know. This curiousity thing has gone too far because it has now turned into a sort of...dare I say it, giddiness? No, it couldn't be that.

Here's the thing: Twilight definitely appeals to the whole girly longing for passion and love and a very very handsome guy falling in love with you...but what does that mean? Aside from the fact that I could get caught up in that pink frilly web of heavy sighs and dreamy eyes, what about the story itself?

I didn't like a lot of the relationship dynamics. I didn't like Bella, though I warmed up to her a tiny bit in the last book - when she was all BA! (ahem) I must admit, I think that Edward was a generally good, nice guy, although he was really confusing sometimes, and really dramatic, and...really protective...and well, they're both made for each other, aren't they? They're both dramatic clingy people that I would probably hate in real life. I would also probably be insanely jealous, but whatever. I didn't like Jacob either. I mean, I did, but he was just so aggressive and obsessive. He did play a very good foil for Edward, but, I guess there always has to be one.

On that note, most of the story was predictable - until the last book, which definitely had a WTF! factor.

Bella was the damsel-in-distress-but-still-a-martyr constant (Does selflessly selfish exist? Because that would be her) which definitely provided the opportunity for Edward to be the forbidden-fruit-knight-in-shining-armor and Jacob to be the equally-attractive-black-knight-who-gets-owned-by-the-white-knight-because-he-is-supposed-to-win. Yup...but put that all in vampire world terms.

Maybe I should try to summarize. It's a sappy, angst-filled story that I got sucked into and that I'm trying to hold out on, but I can't help but find myself falling back into that pink frilly web that is both sticky and sweet. 

Does that make this a guilty pleasure? Maybe Twilight is something that I hate to love or love to hate to love...I don't even know what I'm saying anymore. Curse you, Twilight, with your attractive and charming vampire characters that I want to see in real life.

Just to be clear, I am not saying that I liked the story or that I recommend it or that I am in love with it. The only problem with this series is that, unlike His Dark Materials, this series appealed way too much to my very vulnerable - at the moment - sense of romance, and therefore, it is hard to part from it.

That sucks.

As an opening entry, I should discuss a topic that I've recently made up my mind on. I say this because on my recent quest to read all the Twilight books in one week for the sake of being informed and satiating my curiousity, I decided that I'm not going to watch the movie. It's either I read the books or I watch the movie.

This decision has also been nudged along by the instance that I re-watched Eragon the other night (after first watching the movie and then reading the book a year or so ago) and realized that it was pretty much a waste of time. Another instance is my decision to read the His Dark Materials series (in which The Golden Compass was the first book...some people don't know that) instead of going to see the movie - for one, it was free and also, I wouldn't be getting a washed-out Hollywood version of the story. That was another quest to satiate my curiousity.

Movies are usually horrible portrayals of books. Take The Count of Monte Cristo, for instance. It is one of my favorite stories, and it was totally and completely massacred by the movie made in 2002 because of the lack of plotline, the additional mutant plotlines, and general distortion and horrible portrayals. Watching the movie, and having my heart break because of it, was the first time I realized that movies are definitely not trustworthy representations. It doesn't help that every other person I know is shocked that I hated the movie.

I know that there are actual good representations of books, mostly being Pride and Prejudice, the BBC version that is approx. 6hrs long. Maybe that's what it really takes to make a book-to-movie representation - a mini-series that is practically page-by-page. Other books are relatively easier to re-create, such as those from The Chronicles of Narnia because they're only, what, 200 pages each?

But then the true question awaits: what about books that you love and that Hollywood finds a scent on and wants to make into a movie? A great example of this is Ender's Game. IMDB tells me that they're definitely in the process of making one. Great Book. Great...movie? Eh...I'm scared.

Ah, this blog is exciting because it is so new, a whole blog with endless potential, a blank slate just waiting for knowledge and discussion.

Yay.