In the days leading up to the day I went to see breaking
dawn part 2 I found myself increasingly excited in anticipation of the
conclusion of one of my favourite franchises , and then within 30 minutes of entering
the cinema increasing perplexed at what the 13 year old version of myself had
found so enthralling about this saga. I had
considered the films a cinematic masterpiece. At the same time it was still
enjoyable and worth my £3.75(orange Wednesdays). I wouldn’t say it was a letdown;
just a realisation that Twilight isn’t actually literary gold-it spawned 50
shades of grey for god’s sake!
Despite this, it was actually rather amusing. My personal
highlight was the ridiculously unconvincing, and downright creepy, CGI baby. Apart
from Kirsten Steward’s still moody teenager like acting some of the acting was
actually quite decent, well maybe for the wrong reasons. Michael Sheen, who I
still can’t stop thinking of as the Leeds United manger in ‘The damned United’,
portrayed the head Volturi
in a hilariously camp fashion, which quite undermined the serious mood of the
film. The multicultural vampire gathering was also quite spectacular; some sort
of most stereotypical accents in one film record must have been broken. The
lets rip everyone’s heads off seen was also great, although as usual Bella did
next to nothing but stand there looking distressed.
All
in all, it was alright. What I still find so alluring about twilight, even with
its seriousness undermined, is that it’s never dull. Over the top, but never
dull.
Eva.
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