Updated On: 23 November, 2012 07:29 PM IST | | Mihir Fadnavis
The finale of The Twilight series delivers exactly what you expect ufffd a big rollicking glob of terribleness.
Yann Martel wrote in 'Life of Pi', when you’ve suffered a great deal in life, each additional pain is both unbearable and trifling. Such was my predicament ever since the first Twilight movie, and each successive sequel has been significantly more painful to endure. Expecting the big finale to be any improvement is a stretch, and it delivers exactly what you expect — a big rollicking glob of terribleness.u00a0
A review of a Twilight movie is as necessary as a vote in North Korea. Twi-hards are going to line up to watch the films, no matter what the scenario. At this point it is futile to comment on the lack of a good story, the necessity of decent actors, the wish for good special effects and the prerequisite of on screen chemistry. The film doesn’t remotely have any of those qualities, and it doesn’t even attempt to interest those who don’t slobber at the sight of male vampires with shaved chests. Instead it has the same exceedingly serious and in turn unintentionally hilarious tone that firmly attaches your palm to your face.