So I’ll talk about what could be the polar opposite of football: “Twilight.”
A week or so ago I finally got my hands on “Twilight” and read it. I just don’t get it the appeal.
The writing is horrendous – and I tend to be pretty lenient when it comes to bad writing (within reason – but in general if there is a good plot and reasonable dialogue, I can overlook bad writing). What bothered me most is that I was totally unable to buy into the Edward-Bella relationship – and if you can’t fall in love with that, the whole book falls apart.
So Bella and Edward see each other across the lunchroom and immediately fall in love – or should I say, in lust. Because there is no foundation to this relationship. There is no connection of the minds, no interest in the same things, no genuine friendship – nothing that most couples build lasting relationships on. There are couples that fall in lust first and go on to have successful relationships. But I saw none of that here.
My second problem was with the pace of the book. It was so damn slow that I read quickly just to finish. The minutia the book focuses on – like what Bella eats for meals, every meal, every single day – and what happens, minute by minute in school – omg, so boring. It read like my high school diary. Back when I was in high school, I’m sure my diary was fascinating to me. But when I read it now, I realize what a drab, boring life I led. Bella is starting a relationship with a vampire, yet her life is as boring as could be.
And may I say that for someone in lust with a vampire, she is way too casual about the whole thing. I can deal with her not freaking out about it, but a little show of emotion when she discovers his secret would have been nice.
Not to mention that the whole idea of being in lust with someone who is cold as granite is very unappealing.
So, just so not there.