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ky-chan said:
NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! (i can't stress that enough) She assumably brought on the whole "OMG-Sparkly-Vampires-Are-Sooooooo-Cool". Ugh. Please shoot me. I was one of those people way back when, when any type of mythology book about vampires, shapeshifters, mtu-bweha and dragoni made me want to read them, but since Meyer's books, it's been blown out of porportion. Frankly, what I think she intended to bring back was the mythology franchise, kwa adapting vicious, gory, blood-draining beasts and demons of the night, into petty, animal-sucking, sparkly...things that glitter like hell in the sun. No, don't bother bursting into flames, because I think my eyes just did from looking at the sparkles! Whatever happened to chomp and bite? The rip and tear? The blood-splattered clothing, coffins, corpse-cold beings that I learned to love? Apparently they were aliyopewa a major redecorating to fit into every girls' vampire hotty boyfriend dream. Puh-leeze, not EVERY girl on the planet wants a chunk of that wussy. And I am one of those 5% of girls who's role modeled vamp became a sissy cute boy for the other 95% of sooks. Don't get me wrong, I own the box set, read and re-read them and watched...umm, like half of one of the sinema and then I saw "Vampires Suck". Now that was ingenious. That movie alone drew out the main ultra bad plot-links and other stuff I couldn't follow very well, because I was tricked that Twilight was going to be a horror book: instead of the drama, queen-teen hearthrob romance it turned out to be. That alone made me gag. And the vitabu themselves were waaaaaay too obvious. The sekunde that Bella saw Edward (no, even before that) I knew the ending. Guy is a vampire. Girl loves guy. Guy rejects her, so many times that her fat head can't comprend it, so finally he sends her mixed messages, which yet again she can't wrap, upangaji pamoja her head around until the
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