Twilight: New Moon - Review
I was invited to an advanced screening of Twilight’s sequel, New Moon.
I went.
I’ll admit it, and I’ll qualify it. Those of you who know me, and now those of you who do not, will be clear on one thing with me; If I’m going to truly build an argument toward or against a point, it is imperative to study, witness, or experience what you’re getting in to. Though, anyone could argue “why do you care to argue about Twilight?”, my response is simple; I’ve been building a case with the distortion of society through my blogs and coffee shop chatter for ages, now that there’s a tangible means to use as an example that people can relate to, and are paying attention to; it can now be used as a point of reference that people will get if they look at it.
First off, the sequel had better character development and story outlining than the first Twilight movie, and fans of the storyline will truly enjoy the experience more than the first, I’m sure. Yes – I saw the first one as well, see the above paragraph.
I can understand the appeal of this story, and though I thankfully can’t relate to the ideology or character traits of anyone in the film; it was well done, and decently executed none the less.
I urge Twilight fans, especially impressionable younger females to continue reading this next segment, regardless of how much you feel it takes away from the stories you love and cherish. (Yes, I hint at spoilers, but for true fans – you already know what happens.. You read the book(s))
The Problem with Bella
The female love interest in the movie has the wrong idea about relationship, and has little to no bearing on life, or independence. She is displayed as not only horribly weak, but completely codependent on “a lover”. She needs someone in her life to make her naturally incomplete and (blatantly referenced) empty “soul” be filled by a companion.
She continues through the New Moon like some completely hopeless and utterly helpless lost soul, depressed for months, acting like an obsessive compulsive internet and phone stalker, reaching out and even risking her life to get a glimpse of her lost “love”. I’m not talking a few minute of the movie, this painfully depressing, and utterly stunning performance goes on for nearly an hour (1/2) of the film.
Ultimately, with the “happy ending” this movie provides shows that her helpless, extremely irresponsible, and frankly psychotic actions are rewarded, paid in full by Edward.
The Problem with Edward
The male love interest in the movie has an overbearing understanding that women are incapable of making their own decisions in life. He nurtures her codependence by enforcing his belief that he’s too dangerous for her, and needs to abandon his relationship to protect her. Yea, ok. He’s also some 98 years older than she is, which I won’t even get into.
The good news is, he’s barely in the film – he made his decision, and she gets to deal with it. Ultimately, he thinks something tragic happens to her, so he decides he can’t live without her. Romantic as it may sound, the shallowness of the way this is executed removes any instance of romance AT ALL, and replaces it with another factor of the movie:
The Glorification of Suicide
I’m not thinking about this too much. It is glorified. The characters in the film are built up to be so lost in one another that one of them feels the need to “no longer go on living” if the other person is ripped from their life. Mind you, one of them is already technically dead, but I’m not even going to get into that either.
If Edward were to go through with this selfish garbage he romanticizes so elegantly, he would be putting his family and everyone that truly cared about him in a place that most true suicide sufferers end up in – a place of despair and depression. This factor of the movie is grotesque, and awe strikingly disgusting.
Why Do I Care?
Because the target market for these stories is tweens. Impressionable, pre-teenagers who already have a hard enough time figuring life out and their place in it as is. The appeal is understandable, and it’s completely sick that the author is being rewarded for exploiting this authored crack by such a mass appeal and following.
These messages are poison, and perpetuate the very fundamental flaws of society’s direction today.
Additionally
When your target market is raving, screaming, hormone enraged teenage girls – you might want to take it easy on the buff, shirtless, sexy crap. Yes, eye candy is COMPLETLEY acceptable in film. But when it’s so blatantly abused to the point of grotesque exploitation, on top of all the other messages this movie sends Twilight: New Moon promotes:
Weakness. Codependence. Objectified Sexual Tension. Suicide. Contrived Romanticism… oh and Parental abandonment... The whole damn thing is just twisted and sick.
Coming from me? That says A LOT.



