The film invalidates everything that came before it, as if Twilight ever had anything to offer in the first place.
This is what happens when one studio finds their fiction necessitates two films as a closing piece on a billion dollar franchise.
These are the worst types of fiction, completely misguided with no sense of logic or care for its own material.
New Moon’s budget apparently allowed for painfully flat CG wolves, but not additional wardrobe designers.
Imagine this scenario: Your daughter, somewhere in the realm of her sweet sixteen, brings home a new boyfriend. He looks a little off, and your daughter states, “Mom, dad, this is Edward. He’s the coolest. Oh, and he run...