While I'm at it, might as well post a review on the book. Spoilers ahead. But by this time, every fan must have read the book already. If you haven't, you really didn't miss anything spectacular.
So for those reading my page (thanks. haha), my addiction to the vampires is bordering on abnormal. I've been waiting for ages for the last installment of the series, and once it was delivered on my doorstep (office reception) I read it like there was no more tomorrow.
Until I got to the chapters where Bella and Edward had sex. (Goodness). And Bella got pregnant. (Huwat?!) And she gave birth to Renesmee (Seriously.) And best friend werewolf Jacob imprinted on Renesmee (Noo... Seriously.) And Edward called Jacob "son". (What the F. What's wrong with you.)
I wasn't entirely disappointed, actually. Twilight Saga still ranks as my favorite. But Breaking Dawn kind of normalized my obsession. And I don't like my obsession being normalized. Abnormality makes it exciting. And now, it's just normal.
I guess the only disappointment I had with the book is its lack of action. Nothing exciting happened (aside from Bella giving birth.. that was a different kind of excitement. Not a good one.). Every loose end of the story was tied up in a neat little bow. And as humans, we clamor for struggle and tension in a story.. we clamor for something we can relate to. Even though its fiction. And in my opinion, that was what Breaking Dawn lacked. It would have been better if one of the wolves died. Or Jacob died saving Edward from the Volturi attack (if there was an attack). But that's just my fanfiction. I'm still giving Meyer credit for the whole Twilight Saga. Of course, it still had its kilig moments (Bella and Edward's wedding). But other than that, the story was sailing on a calm ocean. On a clear day. Without a bird in the sky.
You get the point.
Sunday, August 31, 2008
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