TWILIGHT
"B+" Rating by Robert W. Hammerle
Catherine Hardwicke's "Twilight" reflects all the wondrous awkwardness and charm of teenage angst. It is innocent, beguiling, stumbling and romantic. It makes you long for the days when most of us suppressed desires to become teenage vampires!
For those of you who are clueless concerning the plot of the "Twilight" books series, it follows the tale of a group of young vampires and their relationship with the local populace. To the extent anyone would dismiss such a premise as lightweight fluff reflects to a great extent how out of touch one is with today's youth.
Kristen Stewart, who stood out as the earthy waif in Sean Penn's memorable "Into the Wild" (2007), plays Bella Swan, a young girl who leaves Phoenix to live with her divorced father in the State of Washington when her mother decides to relocate with her new husband, a minor league baseball player. Her father (Billy Burke), a small town sheriff, is as excited to have her back as he is incapable of emotionally showing it.
Arriving at her new school, she is instantly mesmerized by a fellow student, Edward Cullen, played with understated ferocity by the incredibly good-looking Robert Pattinson. Pattinson and Stewart begin an exotic social dance around one another, which culminates in a pivotal scene where he saves her from certain death in a car crash that clearly demonstrates that he is anything but normal.
Without giving anything materially away, Mr. Pattinson's group of vampires belong to a family that feeds only on animals to satisfy their blood lust. Despite that fact, darkness begins to descend on the entire local community as people start to show up dead as a result of suspected animal attacks. Thereafter, vampires turn on vampires as humans become allied with one side.
I must admit that there are some marvelous dramatic moments as Ms. Stewart is put in harm's way as a result of the mutual commitment between her and Mr. Pattinson. What fascinated me about "Twilight" is that it is one of the rarest of Hollywood movies in the sense that it is directly aimed at teenage girls, an almost forgotten Hollywood demographic.
Clearly, as much as you can rightfully praise movies such as "Knocked-Up" (2007), "Superbad" (2007), "Pineapple Express" (2008) and this year's wholesomely demented "Role Models," young women are an afterthought as a target audience. Like it or not, these films are aimed at young men, and the various studios count on women to go along as their long-suffering dates.
"Twilight" is different. It is demonstrably obvious from the emotional response of the many teenage girls attending this movie that they not only thought it was splendid, but clearly viscerally related to the various relationships portrayed on the screen. Following that thought, I don't see how a so-called adult can properly review this film without being in the company of young people anymore than one could adequately review a Tyler Perry film without sitting in the midst of a largely African American audience.
Having seen this film with my Saudi exchange student, "Z," it was clear that he and the other teenagers in the audience knew exactly what was going on. All of them exhibited a joyful reaction to this fine little film from beginning to end.
Given Ms. Hardwicke's wonderful work in previous films such as "Thirteen" (2003) and "Lords of Dogtown" (2005), it is not surprising that she would capture the essence of the convoluted nature of teenage existence. Languid in its pace and extraordinarily beautifully photographed, she has produced a poetic reflection of teenage romance.
As I left the theater and contemplated the surprising dramatic quality of "Twilight," I was reminded of an old Mark Twain quote, "Youth is such a wonderful thing. What a pity that it is wasted on the young." Set aside your skepticism and go see "Twilight" and dare to experience the mixed blessings of being young again.
"B+" Rating by Robert W. Hammerle
Catherine Hardwicke's "Twilight" reflects all the wondrous awkwardness and charm of teenage angst. It is innocent, beguiling, stumbling and romantic. It makes you long for the days when most of us suppressed desires to become teenage vampires!
For those of you who are clueless concerning the plot of the "Twilight" books series, it follows the tale of a group of young vampires and their relationship with the local populace. To the extent anyone would dismiss such a premise as lightweight fluff reflects to a great extent how out of touch one is with today's youth.
Kristen Stewart, who stood out as the earthy waif in Sean Penn's memorable "Into the Wild" (2007), plays Bella Swan, a young girl who leaves Phoenix to live with her divorced father in the State of Washington when her mother decides to relocate with her new husband, a minor league baseball player. Her father (Billy Burke), a small town sheriff, is as excited to have her back as he is incapable of emotionally showing it.
Arriving at her new school, she is instantly mesmerized by a fellow student, Edward Cullen, played with understated ferocity by the incredibly good-looking Robert Pattinson. Pattinson and Stewart begin an exotic social dance around one another, which culminates in a pivotal scene where he saves her from certain death in a car crash that clearly demonstrates that he is anything but normal.
Without giving anything materially away, Mr. Pattinson's group of vampires belong to a family that feeds only on animals to satisfy their blood lust. Despite that fact, darkness begins to descend on the entire local community as people start to show up dead as a result of suspected animal attacks. Thereafter, vampires turn on vampires as humans become allied with one side.
I must admit that there are some marvelous dramatic moments as Ms. Stewart is put in harm's way as a result of the mutual commitment between her and Mr. Pattinson. What fascinated me about "Twilight" is that it is one of the rarest of Hollywood movies in the sense that it is directly aimed at teenage girls, an almost forgotten Hollywood demographic.
Clearly, as much as you can rightfully praise movies such as "Knocked-Up" (2007), "Superbad" (2007), "Pineapple Express" (2008) and this year's wholesomely demented "Role Models," young women are an afterthought as a target audience. Like it or not, these films are aimed at young men, and the various studios count on women to go along as their long-suffering dates.
"Twilight" is different. It is demonstrably obvious from the emotional response of the many teenage girls attending this movie that they not only thought it was splendid, but clearly viscerally related to the various relationships portrayed on the screen. Following that thought, I don't see how a so-called adult can properly review this film without being in the company of young people anymore than one could adequately review a Tyler Perry film without sitting in the midst of a largely African American audience.
Having seen this film with my Saudi exchange student, "Z," it was clear that he and the other teenagers in the audience knew exactly what was going on. All of them exhibited a joyful reaction to this fine little film from beginning to end.
Given Ms. Hardwicke's wonderful work in previous films such as "Thirteen" (2003) and "Lords of Dogtown" (2005), it is not surprising that she would capture the essence of the convoluted nature of teenage existence. Languid in its pace and extraordinarily beautifully photographed, she has produced a poetic reflection of teenage romance.
As I left the theater and contemplated the surprising dramatic quality of "Twilight," I was reminded of an old Mark Twain quote, "Youth is such a wonderful thing. What a pity that it is wasted on the young." Set aside your skepticism and go see "Twilight" and dare to experience the mixed blessings of being young again.
Dreamed last night about a time and place
Where from our troubles we had escaped
I held your hand and I felt complete
As you turned and said to me
From now on
From now on we'll be
You and me
We will be
From now on
From now on we'll be
You and me
You and me, we will be
Years went by and nothing changed
The love we shared just stayed the same
As hair grew grey on top of our heads
Every night I quietly said
From now on
From now on we'll be
You and me
We will be
From now on
From now on we'll be
You and me
You and me, we will be
Only a dream
Only a dream
Only a dream
From now on
Only a dream
From now on
Only a dream
From now on
Only a dream
From now on
You and me, we will be
Where from our troubles we had escaped
I held your hand and I felt complete
As you turned and said to me
From now on
From now on we'll be
You and me
We will be
From now on
From now on we'll be
You and me
You and me, we will be
Years went by and nothing changed
The love we shared just stayed the same
As hair grew grey on top of our heads
Every night I quietly said
From now on
From now on we'll be
You and me
We will be
From now on
From now on we'll be
You and me
You and me, we will be
Only a dream
Only a dream
Only a dream
From now on
Only a dream
From now on
Only a dream
From now on
Only a dream
From now on
You and me, we will be
Touch me I'm cold, unable to control
Touch me I'm golden and wild as the wind blows
And tumbling, tumbling, don't go fascination
If just for tonight darling, let's get lost
If just for tonight darling, let's get lost
Let me come closer, I'm not your shadow
With our eyes shielded from the oncoming count
It's not hard for us to say what we should not
If just for tonight darling, let's get lost
If just for tonight darling, let's get lost
Touch me I'm cold, unable to control
Touch me I'm golden and wild as the wind blows
And tumbling, tumbling, don't go fascination
If just for tonight darling, let's get lost
If just for tonight darling, let's get lost
If just for tonight darling, let's get lost
Let's get lost
Let's get lost
Let's get lost
Let's get lost
Touch me I'm golden and wild as the wind blows
And tumbling, tumbling, don't go fascination
If just for tonight darling, let's get lost
If just for tonight darling, let's get lost
Let me come closer, I'm not your shadow
With our eyes shielded from the oncoming count
It's not hard for us to say what we should not
If just for tonight darling, let's get lost
If just for tonight darling, let's get lost
Touch me I'm cold, unable to control
Touch me I'm golden and wild as the wind blows
And tumbling, tumbling, don't go fascination
If just for tonight darling, let's get lost
If just for tonight darling, let's get lost
If just for tonight darling, let's get lost
Let's get lost
Let's get lost
Let's get lost
Let's get lost
The moon is always full for us
The road is always clear
That's not what you want to hear
One is born so one can die
You must wait a real long time
That's more than you can bear
And the days will come and go
And the band will march alone
Till the day you cast a shadow
And it's nothing like your own
Rolling in on a burning tire
You're gonna set my house on fire
Just to show me that you were there
Flowers raised up like a snake
You will raise to leave me bait
And always, always take
And the days will come and go
And the band will march alone
Till the day you cast a shadow
And it's nothing like your own
The moon is always full for us
The road is always clear
That’s not what you want to hear
That’s not what you want to hear
The road is always clear
That's not what you want to hear
One is born so one can die
You must wait a real long time
That's more than you can bear
And the days will come and go
And the band will march alone
Till the day you cast a shadow
And it's nothing like your own
Rolling in on a burning tire
You're gonna set my house on fire
Just to show me that you were there
Flowers raised up like a snake
You will raise to leave me bait
And always, always take
And the days will come and go
And the band will march alone
Till the day you cast a shadow
And it's nothing like your own
The moon is always full for us
The road is always clear
That’s not what you want to hear
That’s not what you want to hear
Other lives, always tempted to trade
Will they hate me for all the choices I made
Will they stop when they see me again
I can’t stop now I know who I am
Now I’m all yours, I’m not afraid
And you’re all mine, say what they may
And all your love I’ll take to the grave
And all my life starts now
Tear me down, they can’t take you out of my thoughts
Under every scar there’s a battle I’ve lost
Will they stop when they see us again
I can’t stop now I know who I am
Now I’m all yours, I’m not afraid
And you’re all mine, say what they may
And all your love I’ll take to the grave
And all my life starts
I’m all yours, I’m not afraid
And you’re all mine, say what they may
And all your love I’ll take to the grave
And all my life starts
Starts now
Will they hate me for all the choices I made
Will they stop when they see me again
I can’t stop now I know who I am
Now I’m all yours, I’m not afraid
And you’re all mine, say what they may
And all your love I’ll take to the grave
And all my life starts now
Tear me down, they can’t take you out of my thoughts
Under every scar there’s a battle I’ve lost
Will they stop when they see us again
I can’t stop now I know who I am
Now I’m all yours, I’m not afraid
And you’re all mine, say what they may
And all your love I’ll take to the grave
And all my life starts
I’m all yours, I’m not afraid
And you’re all mine, say what they may
And all your love I’ll take to the grave
And all my life starts
Starts now
Your lips are nettles
Your tongue is wine
Your laughter’s liquid
But your body’s pine
You love all sailors
But hate the beach
You say come touch me
But you’re always out of reach
In the dark you tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the violet hour
Your arms are lovely
Yellow and rose
Your back’s a meadow
Covered in snow
Your thighs are thistles
And hot-house grapes
You breathe your sweet breath
And have me wait
In the dark you tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the violet hour
I turn the lights out
I clean the sheets
You change the station
Turned up the heat
And now you’re sitting
Upon your chair
You’ve got me tangled up
Inside your beautiful black hair
In the dark you tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the violet hour
In the dark you tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the violet hour
Your tongue is wine
Your laughter’s liquid
But your body’s pine
You love all sailors
But hate the beach
You say come touch me
But you’re always out of reach
In the dark you tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the violet hour
Your arms are lovely
Yellow and rose
Your back’s a meadow
Covered in snow
Your thighs are thistles
And hot-house grapes
You breathe your sweet breath
And have me wait
In the dark you tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the violet hour
I turn the lights out
I clean the sheets
You change the station
Turned up the heat
And now you’re sitting
Upon your chair
You’ve got me tangled up
Inside your beautiful black hair
In the dark you tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the violet hour
In the dark you tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the violet hour
I was a quick wet boy
Diving too deep for coins
All of your street light eyes
Wide on my plastic toys
Then when the cops closed the fair
I cut my long baby hair
Stole me a dog-eared map
And called for you everywhere
Have I found you
Flightless bird, jealous, weeping
Or lost you
American mouth
Big pill looming
Now I’m a fat house cat
Nursing my sore blunt tongue
Watching the warm poison rats
Curl through the wide fence cracks
Pissing on magazine photos
Those fishing lures thrown in the cold and clean
Blood of Christ mountain streams
Have I found you
Flightless bird, grounding, bleeding
Or lost you
American mouth
Big pill stuck going down
Diving too deep for coins
All of your street light eyes
Wide on my plastic toys
Then when the cops closed the fair
I cut my long baby hair
Stole me a dog-eared map
And called for you everywhere
Have I found you
Flightless bird, jealous, weeping
Or lost you
American mouth
Big pill looming
Now I’m a fat house cat
Nursing my sore blunt tongue
Watching the warm poison rats
Curl through the wide fence cracks
Pissing on magazine photos
Those fishing lures thrown in the cold and clean
Blood of Christ mountain streams
Have I found you
Flightless bird, grounding, bleeding
Or lost you
American mouth
Big pill stuck going down