As an only-slightly embarrassed fan of Stephanie Meyers’ Twilight series, I had high hopes for Bill Codon’s (Gods and Monsters, Dream Girls) interpretation of Breaking Dawn. But it seems that finally hiring a good director actually hurt the film, resulting in the most disappointing Twilight movie to date. Where the inherent corniness of Meyers’ novel is backed by emotional depth and anticipation built over the course of the series, blank-eyed stars in close-up paired with Melissa Rosenberg’s shockingly predictable screenplay make for a terrible (if visually stunning) movie.
The movie begins with an enchantingly beautiful wedding dream (Bella’s dress may just save the entire film), but goes down hill from there: an endless half hour wedding scene, Jacob (Taylor Lautner) pining pathetically for Bella (Kristen Stewart), a dissatisfying honeymoon (don’t get your hopes up, all we see is the bed break), and then it drags and mopes on through Bella’s pregnancy. The climax of the film, a deeply harrowing and bloody birth scene, has actually induced seizures, and then…nothing. The end – which is perhaps the most disappointing factor of the film. Part I drags and is void of all the action of the final novel, and simply shouldn’t have been made. Overall, it feels as if The Twilight Saga has gone the way of the Kardashians — the Hollywood filmmakers are just in it for the money. If I’d known beforehand how much they’d botched Breaking Dawn, I would have probably just stayed in the dark.
The official trailer:
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