Atrocious

Rating: 1/10 (5 January 2012)

It's truly difficult to comprehend just what appeal Meyer's cataclysmically deplorable books have for the readers thereof, but her dismal grammar and mind-numbing "contributions" to literature demonstrate either a complete disregard for/lack of basic comprehension when it comes to the English language. I might've forgiven a first-year ESL student for spewing a stagnant and unoriginal plot with such linguistic awkwardness, but Meyer shames the noble title of "author." As for the movies (including this one,) there simply exists no excuse. Polish a turd with shoddy "special effects" circa-1980, and it's still a turd. "Bella" is no more a laudable heroine than were the vapid, wishy-washy airheaded females from early Disney's animated films. "I'll just twirl a lock of hair around my finger while my big, sparkly, broody, befanged boy-toy solves my every little problem" is a wonderful message to send little girls... if you plan to indoctrinate them into a cult later in life. As for the HOURS of watching these two talentless actors practice pained gazes at each other? Torture.
Revolting, utterly. Neither the books nor the cinematic adaptations warrant this lemming-like following.
For those of you who haven't yet subjected yourself to the inhumanity that is this movie (and the subsequent ones,) here's a quick summation: Empty female role lapdog pants at the heels of male role, who is in turn a complete aberration of everything that once made vampires an interesting genre. No sex to fill the void left by the non-plot and lack of any other redeeming quality.
There. Saved you a few bucks.