Yesterday I saw Eclipse – Part 3 in the Twilight Saga. Book 3 is by far my favourite in the series, and to be honest, it was also my least favourite film.
CLEARLY R-Patz & K-Stew are shagging each other thoroughly off-camera, because their chemistry on screen has gone from sizzling to tepid.
They hurry through a semi-well constructed plot, and don’t focus nearly enough on what is important, young men who are missing their shirts.
Charlie is once again the amusing and doting father. The teens from Forks High don’t get nearly enough screen time, and I hardly think that the supporting cast deserve the exuberant pays they are getting for the limited screen time (as recently detailed in a selection of trashy magazines).
However I did still enjoy Edwards smouldering looks (what I wouldn’t do to strip that boy down and lick him all over while he spoke to me in his British accent.. phwoar) and on the whole it was two hours of enjoyable escapism, highlighted by the preview for Deathly Hallows before the film started (more on that later).
But quite frankly, I’m not entirely sure why either of those boys put up with Bella and her scarlet-woman ways. How dare she engage herself to one man, then kiss another passionately? It is incredibly unladylike to toy with a boys affections in such away, and I wish she got her comeuppance.
However I have read the 4th book, and alas, I know that she gets everything her heart desires.
Bitch.
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