Yesterday, my niece asked me: "So, um, do you like ... Twilight, and stuff?"
My reaction in full:
[I read the newspaper.]
[I look up from the newspaper.]
[beat]
"No."
[I read the newspaper.]
She does, she says. And on the inside I wept and rent my garments. But on the plus side, she doesn't actually seem to know that much about it. She's Team Jacob, she tells me, and seems mostly interested in Taylor Lautner's bazillion abdominal muscles. Also, she heard Edward dies or something. Oh honey. If only.
So today my sister is taking her to see New Moon. "I can't help it. I love this Twilight shit," she told me a few weeks ago. (We were in a supermarket, and she expressed concern at a tabloid headline suggesting the terrible breakup of KStew and RPattz. "Oh that's sad! They were dating?" "[beat.] No." The level of knowledge I have about these thing is truly unGodly and is impairing my social functioning.) I was not surprised because, frankly, I expect this sort of poor judgment from her. Whenever there's a desperately painful-looking comedy out on the market (like, say, that new one with Robin Williams and John Travolta), she deems that it "looks pretty funny!" I don't ... please. Anyway.
On another hand, my mother was the one to tell me about this outing. She said they were going to see "that 'Dark Moon' or whatever the hell it is." My mom =/= a Twimom. <3<3<3<3<3<3
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So... wait.
They weren't dating?
I must say I am relieved to see this entry. I expected--I dare say I looked forward to--a flurry of Twilight-related posts as the premiere of New Moon approached, and was somewhat concerned when they didn't appear.
One of my co-workers, a(n otherwise intelligent) woman of 30 years, recently began reading the Twilight series. The other day, enticed by the smell of the risotto she had just heated up for lunch, I popped into her cubicle and caught her reading New Moon. I'm hoping you'll agree that the appropriate response to this was merciless mocking, since that is what I engaged in.
Also, those heart things at the end of your post? I saw a comedian once who claimed that the first time she saw that symbol she thought it was supposed to be, in her terms, "a nutsack". Now I can't see it as anything else.
My ever being surprised at what other people think looks good ended many years ago, when someone I knew said they really wanted to see Over The Top. This was a Stallone movie about...arm wrestling.
I have the terrible feeling that I've probably seen that movie.
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