Have you ever had a secret you can’t tell anyone? I’m afraid I’m about to divulge the biggest no-no in the history of obsessing over Robert Pattinson…
New Moon portrays everything found in Stephenie Meyer’s book, the grueling emotion of a love-triangle, a world full of mystical monsters, and a whole shit ton of rain. But, much to this Robsessed girl’s surprise, when it comes to a battle of the bare midriffs, Taylor Lautner’s washboard tummy whips Robert Pattinson’s skimpy, airbrushed “abs” hands down. New Moon has opened my Robsessed eyes to something new and dangerous, Team Jacob.
Drooling over Jacob walking shirtless in the rain. Guilty.
Ouch, it physically hurts to except that Pattinson is far from sexy in the newest Twilight installment, but he looks more dead, pale, and scrawny then ever when standing next to the Indian-god Jacob Black. Yeah, we know he doesn’t work out and loves his junk food, but a mere shaving of the chest would have gained Edward some sex points. Truth is New Moon turned the Edward craze into somewhat of a pity party with enough vampire brooding to fill the rest of the Twilight Saga and the lack of a sparkly, well-dressed Edward tossing up a to-die-for crooked smile here and there.
New Moon has me achin’ for some Jake-in, if you know what I mean. The flick turned the very emotional feud between Jacob and Edward into a full on body war in which Jacob, no doubt, is the clear winner. When watching Jacob strut his stuff I had to remind myself of two very important things: One, I still have about a year before I can legally jump his Native American bones. And two, my mother is sitting right next to me in the premiere.
The good news is, Lautner’s man parts finally descended giving him a burly voice and changing the image of “little brother” to “I wish you weren’t my brother.” On the other hand, Pattinson’s razor sharp jaw line doesn’t sparkle enough in New Moon to outshine Lautner’s performance. Though I stand a firm member of Team Edward, because I’m just so not into shedding (read: a huge ass dog as my boy toy), I have to admit for approximately 10 minutes I fell for Jacob. Phew, glad that’s over.
So Lautner is giving Pattinson a run for his money when it comes to his hott bod, but what about the third point in the love triangle, the mullet-headed twat, Kristen Stewart—aka Bell Swan.
I am a firm believer that Kristen Stewart is the worst actress to be called a “good actress” in Hollywood today. She is, as I’ve mentioned before, the female equivalent to Michael Cera with the emotional range of a teaspoon. Having said that, Stewart was absolutely breathtaking in New Moon. Yes, that’s right, I just complimented Stewart on her acting skills. Enjoy it now, it will never happen again.
Something happened, be it acting classes, a new real-life love interest (Pattinson), or just puberty, Stewart owned Bella Swan and all the emotion that surrounds the character in New Moon. She smiled convincingly, actually cried, and even quit batting her eyes like a hummingbird as she really honed in on Swan as a character and not just another disinterested, emo-girl role—which Stewart plays oh so well in all of her other movies. This new found respect for Stewart as an actress may not last, but at least I won’t feel the need to verbally bash her the next 100+ times I watch New Moon.
Now onto the big tuna, the one who had the vision for New Moon—no I’m not talking about lame-o Stephenie Meyer and the “dream” she had that started it all—I’m talking Chris Weitz the director and mastermind behind the movie.
I’m pretty sure Weitz made a bet with someone that he could, in great detail, incorporate every major scene from the 500-page book and follow the exact plot line within the confines of a 2 hour and 2 minute movie. Though in most cases this is impossible, weirdo-Weitz doesn’t believe in the impossible and that someone better start forking—pun intended—over the cash.
Though it was a bit choppy and quick-paced, New Moon is like reading the book from cover to cover. Most critics of drastic plot changes would think this is a good thing, I think it’s just too much movie in one movie. Had I not read the book, the scene changes have had a lot of moviegoers wondering what the hell is going on now?
Another issue with the movie, according to LOTR’s buffs and Harry Potter lovers, is the CGI. I have absolutely no idea what this means and I don’t care to know, so don’t explain it to me. Supposedly, it has something to do with special effects? I honestly don’t see how someone can criticize how realistic it looks when someone transforms into a werewolf … I’m sorry, did I miss the point when in real life you witnessed a werewolf transformation with which to compare? … I didn’t think so.
As far as I am concerned, the CGI—special effects, or whatever—is pretty freaking baller. Considering I would be satisfied with them throwing a Husky in the split frame and calling it a transformation. As long as there is enough Edward hallucinations, and believe me there are, I’m not very concerned with massive dogs, being a vampire girl and all.
After seeing New Moon twice in the past 24 hours, I remain a Robert Pattinson-obsessed fan. As a Robert Pattinson and Twilight Saga enthusiast, I wear my “Team Edward” shirt with dignity and thank Stephenie Meyer for her lack of “striptease in Italy” scenes in Eclipse and Breaking Dawn. Robert Pattinson is still drop dead sexy in my mind, as long as he keeps his Stoli on and remembers to drink up during mealtime—the dead look is so not working for him.