So I’m about to blow any credibility I could ever have developed by admitting that I like Twilight. I claimed to ‘bug in a book’ that it was the best book I read last year, and that was probably going too far but there is something about the mindless escapism that appeals to me and let’s face it, millions of others out there.
So what is it about the series, the story, the sensation that is so appealing? A quick straw poll among my girlfriends reveals that it’s not Meyer’s agonizing prose, or even the apparently irresistible charm of either edward or Jacob.
Is it, as so many middle aged Twi-hards claim, that we just want to be loved the way Edward loves Bella? Not on your Nelly. To my mind that type of destructive co-dependance should have died out with the Montagues and Capulets.
My sources concur that it is the escapism that we love.
The last one, um . . . Breaking Dawn, isn’t it? That’s my favourite because it is pure, undistilled escapism: fast cars, high fashion, vampires with super powers and an epic battle that could seriously mean the destruction of any one of the main characters, I mean anything goes after JK Rowling famously killed off Dumbledor et al.
Tbc (Miss 3’s Ballet class has finished)