It Was All I Could Do Not To Make A "Vampire Layer" Pun: An Online Transcript
Sis: "He lay perfectly still in the grass, his shirt open over his sculpted, incandescent chest, his scintillating arms bare. His glistening, pale lavender lids were shut, though of course he didn't sleep."
guess what that's an excerpt from!
me: oh my goodness
my diary!
Sis: ... i'm so sorry i snooped!
i couldn't help it!
me: seriously is that twilight
Sis: haha, yes
me: b/c i'm about to murder someone it's that bad
Sis: the slate review had that that excerpt in it as a reason why the author hasn't read the book
hehe
those lines are enough to make dan brown and nicholas sparks cry
me: ok i usually don't like dana stevens, but now i will read the review b/c that's awesome
Sis: http://www.slate.com/id/2205013
interesting
that's weird that the female character might actually want to be a vampire
and it's so wrong to have vampires who can go out in daylight. CHEATING.
at least sookie has spunk
and on that note, i'm going to dinner
Comments: 13
I think the movie should be called, "Cedric Diggory and the Chamber of Hormones"
And no, it's not very clever but Harry Potter hysteria was adorable and did not, to my knowledge, involve hormonal teenyboppers swooning over a pale, creepy stalker with abandonment issues!*
* Harry Potter isn't a stalker.
Is there anywhere I might hide (a cave, or basement perhaps?) so that I might wait this whole tween vampire melodrama out? How many books are there anyway? Please tell me its not a Harry Potter sized series.
Is it sad that I was just happy to see Cedric alive and kicking again? Well, wait, are Vampires alive?
Sarah, I think there are only 3. Meanwhile, just think about the Book 6 movie coming out in July.
There are 4 books. I somehow read all of them. They are horrendous, but I'll be seeing the movie because it's going to be such a trainwreck.
I didn't make the Pattinson/Cedric connection until just now. I knew the guy looked kind of familiar, but I didn't give it much thought, since Twilight looks like the dumbest thing I've ever seen.
I would just like to point out that the above Sarah C. is not the one who is the "Sis" of Daniel. Sorry if that confused you, Malinda.
Yeah, Mr. Diggory can act every now and again. I'm waiting with bated breath for his indie film, How To Be, to hit theaters. It's film festivals and I've heard mostly good things.
As for Twilight, I love all things vampire but my love may have run out with this movie and book series.
Ooh, sorry about the Sarah C. confusion. I will now be known as Sarah W. C.
Actually, I don't like Sarah W. C. After thinking about it, it sounds dumb. My last name is Connor, I'll use that. (Yes, Sarah Connor. Feel free to make Terminator jokes.)
If you can, also check out James Wolcott's piece in the latest Vanity Fair:
"No portrait in fine-fingered elegance (“Finished with the last bite of lasagna, I lifted a glass and chugged the remains of my milk”), Bella rues the disparity between his spectral aura and her clay form. “He looked like a god. I looked very average, even for a human, almost shamefully plain.” Yet Edward is captivated by Bella’s heavenly scent (“You smell so good in the rain”) and craves her company (“I crave your company”), his “cold, marble lips” intended only for her hot little pucker."
If you can get somebody to read it aloud, even better.
If you can, also check out James Wolcott's piece in the latest Vanity Fair:
"No portrait in fine-fingered elegance (“Finished with the last bite of lasagna, I lifted a glass and chugged the remains of my milk”), Bella rues the disparity between his spectral aura and her clay form. “He looked like a god. I looked very average, even for a human, almost shamefully plain.” Yet Edward is captivated by Bella’s heavenly scent (“You smell so good in the rain”) and craves her company (“I crave your company”), his “cold, marble lips” intended only for her hot little pucker."
If you can get somebody to read it aloud, even better.
If you can, also check out James Wolcott's piece in the latest Vanity Fair:
"No portrait in fine-fingered elegance (“Finished with the last bite of lasagna, I lifted a glass and chugged the remains of my milk”), Bella rues the disparity between his spectral aura and her clay form. “He looked like a god. I looked very average, even for a human, almost shamefully plain.” Yet Edward is captivated by Bella’s heavenly scent (“You smell so good in the rain”) and craves her company (“I crave your company”), his “cold, marble lips” intended only for her hot little pucker."
If you can get somebody to read it aloud, even better.
http://www.vanityfair.com/culture/features/2008/12/twilight200812
I'm reviewing it for the paper this weekend (the film). Working title of my review: "Tween of the Damned"
Nov 20, 2008 6:41 PM