For five weeks, this country’s only cinema had show the same four movies: High School Musical 3, Bolt, Madagascar 2, and Tale of Despereaux. (Technically, the first two had been here for eight and seven weeks respectively, not that I was keeping count, mind you.) I kind of figured that the economic times being what they are, the theater was just going under. Or maybe just managed by frickin’ morons. But then last Friday they surprised me by retiring the oldest two flicks and putting up Twilight.
While I was heartened that the theater wasn’t dead yet, I can’t say I was exactly excited for the opportunity to see Twilight. My tween nieces, however, we ecstatic. Of course, they had just devoured all four books in the series which may have influenced their attitude. Their enthusiasm infected my daughter, which lead to my taking her, along with my older two sons.
My daughter found it too scary. What can I say; she’s only nine. The villains faced by Barbie are about the limit of her tolerance for movie danger. I tried to explain to her on the way home that the more fearsome the villain, the greater the accomplishment for the hero who overcomes that villain. I’m not sure she believed me.
For my part, I was surprised I didn’t despise the movie. I mean, sure, I found the whole sparkling-in-sunlight property laughable, but I can see why it was necessary in order to tell a story where the vampires go to school. And I was disappointed with how passively the villainous vampire acted when it came time to rip off his head. Still, for a tween romance movie is was tolerable … as long as I don’t think about it too hard. I imagine it helped considerably that I have not read the book.
Update: Yesterday, the theater brought down Despereaux and put up Four Christmases. I guess that confirms it. Morons do run the place.