This plodding retelling of the first book from Edward’s perspective is a 750-page exercise in toothless tediumSet aside the millions of copies sold, the controversies over both its sexual overtones and its lack of actual sex, and the blockbuster film franchise and celebrity careers it spawned: Twilight told a simple story, one nearly as old as its immortal antihero. Vampire meets girl. Vampire wants to bite girl. Girl wants to be bitten, but vampire must resist, for the girl’s own good. “I refuse to damn you to an eternity of night,” Edward tells Bella firmly, “and that’s the end of it.” Related: Ten years of Twilight: the extraordinary feminist legacy of the panned vampire saga Continue reading…
This plodding retelling of the first book from Edward’s perspective is a 750-page exercise in toothless tedium
Set aside the millions of copies sold, the controversies over both its sexual overtones and its lack of actual sex, and the blockbuster film franchise and celebrity careers it spawned: Twilight told a simple story, one nearly as old as its immortal antihero. Vampire meets girl. Vampire wants to bite girl. Girl wants to be bitten, but vampire must resist, for the girl’s own good. “I refuse to damn you to an eternity of night,” Edward tells Bella firmly, “and that’s the end of it.”
Related: Ten years of Twilight: the extraordinary feminist legacy of the panned vampire saga