Propping up a dodgy memory

I just can't face it :-(



Apparently I'm not qualified to comment on Twilight until I've seen both the movies as well. On the bright side, I hear that the first movie is less horrifying than the first book.

*tries to focus on the eye candy*

I wasn't fit for anything today but more bulky teen vampire romance, so after another marathon session I've come to the end of the Twilight saga. And now I get it.

Twilight
New Moon
Eclipse
( Breaking Dawn )

The reading pile

The apparently infamous fanfic

ETA: And multiple posts of awesomeness explaining just how mormon the whole thing is (much worse than I'd feared), starting here.

So, here we are, post-Twilight. New Moon by Stephenie Meyer is a great thumping doorstop of a book, but its looks are deceiving: it's in very large, well-spaced type, and it's an easy read so it passed mercifully quickly. I'm already about a third of the way into the sequal Eclipse so I might get a bit blurry about what happens when.

( Bound to be spoilery )

[Usual review disclaimer, plus spoiler alert, plus I'm tired alert and may edit this for clarity tomorrow]

The same impulse that led to me to read The Da Vinci Code (Dan Brown) led me to read Twilight by Stephenie Meyer. Commercially popular, the subject of interesting commentary, and the object of frightening levels of obsession in Middle Niece, I gave it a go.

In some ways it's much much better than The Da Vinci Code: it's far more readable prose, and the initial chunk of narrative is hardly annoying at all.

In many ways it's much much worse, and frankly dangerous for impressionable minds who seem to find it the height of romance. I'm going to have to have a Little Chat with my niece to check on the lessons I fear she might have learned from this thing.

( It's all about sex, isn't it? )