The Twilight franchise is like junk food for my head. It’s like looking at a big, sugary donut and you crave it, so you eat it, but afterwards you feel a bit guilty and sick and think you really shouldn’t eat one again any time soon. But then of course you do.
The films in particular are a total sugar-crash for my mind. They seem like a really good idea at first, but by the time I’m halfway through I’m sort of waiting for it to end and feeling sort of silly for getting so excited over scenes of saccharine teenage love in the first place.
But I went to see Eclipse last night with about 500 other loons who thought it was worth going to see in the middle of the night and actually really enjoyed it and think I probably could watch it again without asking myself “why!?” afterwards.