So, it’s been a while since I’ve done any sort of book reviews here…so I thought I’d do so after finishing the two most recent candidates for doorstops. Yes, I read New Moon and Eclipse.
Now, before I get too involved, let me apologize up front to the Twilight lovers. Don’t hate me for giving my opinion. If you’re madly in love with those voluminous … collections of … words, bye now. Come back next time. If, on the other hand, you’re a Twilight hater and can’t understand why I would spend my time reading such … large gatherings of words, there is a perfectly good reason. A reason that no, not one of you could make a good case against.
Yes, my daughter.
See, my daughter is a very good reader (which is why I get worked up about her having to be involved in the AR program at school! What a joke—but that’s another blog for another time). In fact, not only is she a fast reader, but she’s fast learning to become a “good” reader. Voracious readers know what I mean. She’ll be passing her old man fairly soon.
But since the age of about 10, Brittany has been incredibly good at reading anything and everything I’ve suggested to her. I mean, the girl read the Tolkien trilogy (all 4 books) by the time she was 14. I didn’t even read The Hobbit until I was 15.
So, when she finally asks me to read one book. One book (well, the series) in all that time. I can hardly say no. And I couldn’t say no to my daughter. So I’ve read three of the four.
And I need a long break before reading #4…but I will, because she’s asked me to.
So, that’s a lot of rambling and not much reviewing. That’s intentional. Partly because I really don’t have much good to say about either book, certainly not much that hasn’t already been said. #2 was one long whiny session. Case in point: I was on about page 70 when Brittany asked me what had happened. I replied that it had whined for 70 pages. In a huff she sat down beside me, grabbed the book and started reading aloud. What did she read? “Bella, I’m no good for you.” She slammed the book closed and handed it back to me as we both laughed.
#3 was a little bit better in that things actually happened. Bella is still an idiot in this book. I want to make a lot of social commentary on why she is so messed up, but I don’t think I want to do that here. Of course, it might generate a lot of buzz here, but y’all know that’s not why I do this.
My biggest complaint is still this: Edward is like this 90 year old dude; Bella is not yet 18—yes, the girl is a minor madly in love with a 90 year old. Why is it that nobody seems to have issues with this? It can’t be just because he sparkles? I mean, had George Burns put sparkly lotion all over his body, he STILL would have been an old dude.
Anyway, read something else…unless someone who holds your heart in their hands asks you to read it. J
Next: An update on some upcoming appearances for me.