I just finished the last book of Stephenie Meyer’s Twilight saga and I just feel so strongly about the four books I’ve read in a bid to understand why is it so popular.
First, I must say that they were very easy to read, making them seem almost like page-turners. I practically flipped through Twilight and New Moon.
When I hit Eclipse that’s where it started to go downhill. I can’t remember the plot, but I remember thinking what’s the point of book number three?
Breaking Dawn really topped it. The way Jacob transferred his love by imprinting (speaking of which, I find the concept of imprinting quite silly – something about that term just doesn’t make sense to me) on Bella’s daughter, Renesmee, is just too ludicrous for me.
Okay, if I would suspend reality, this is a supernatural romance, therefore one might conclude it will have an unusual couple. Like a 200-year-old Angel falling for 17-year-old Buffy. But older men fall for younger women all the time. I’ve never heard of a man falling for the daughter of a woman he used to love. It’s not incest but it feels like a tinge of it to me.
I find Bella a terrible protagonist. She seemed nice, but there’s nothing much special about her until she became a vampire and acquired supernatural abilities. Before that, the way she brooded when she thought she lost Edward was just so off-putting for a protagonist. Even if you don’t really get over who you think was the love of your life, everyone needs to move on. I understand that it’s a heartbreaking thing to happen, but did the author need to make her suffer for that loooong?
Speaking of which, the books were highly long-winded despite being easy to read. Long-winded and has a really bad tendency to exaggerate. Every negative feeling described on the books seemed to be using adjectives like agony and excruciating – and this was only to describe emotional pain, which happened almost all the time in the books. Come on, how often can you feel excruciating emotional pain?
The climax of Breaking Dawn was so anti-climactic. Almost 100 people gather, prepared to fight and die, and in the end only one person is killed? There was no fight at all, just lots of talking. Yap, yap, yap… okay, no fight. Happily ever after. The end. Such a typical girly, idealistic, unrealistic plot.
Urgh. I probably offend many Twilight fans by my review, but this is just my personal opinion. I can’t stand what Twilight stands for.
Update: Read this instead of Twilight. It’s a better read, I assure you.
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