For years, the Cullens lived within Forks, but apart. Like any good recovering alcoholics, they know better than to hang out in the liquor store for any length of time. Now, the batshit crazy daughter of the white folk's police chief is dancing her seventeen year-old single malt self around one of the AA boys. Black knows it only takes one drink to drop the lot of them off the good vampire bandwagon. After that, it's on like Donkey Kong; wholesale hunting and murder, pitchfork and torch-wielding justice. I could see the younger generation of Native Ameriwolves going for it on the pretense of getting enemies to slaughter the white folk who took their land. But the older, wheelchair-bound ones know better than to invite the Feds to a situation, risking more land getting seized and the loss of all those handicap accessible places like Walmart and McDonalds.
This story here is interesting! But it's not the one that gets told. No, instead Bella comes home and finds Black and Jacob on her porch like cigar store Indians (in a wheelchair). Faced with the survival of his tribe, his land, and the white folk of Forks, Black approaches to give her the vaguest warning imaginable. Bella, like any brainless, romance-addicted ingenue, resists his advice and intimidates (??!!!) him and his son off her property. Really. When Charlie gets home, Bella fills her father's ears with lies and then introduces Edward. This scene too, promising all kinds of thematic elements, falls as flat as Calista Flockhart.
The book wholly limits itself with Bella's narrative. The stories I want to hear are bullied out of the way by the insipid, sexless romance. Where is the win here?
It bears mentioning that Meyer takes one last chance at giving
Bookwench: Oh hi, conflict! It's been so long since you've had a part to play in this rancid, sad sack of shit. Now that the three new evil vampires are here and plan on cracking the wax on Bella's single-malt, what are the other five good vampires going to do about it, on their home turf?
XTwyLyteRavynXFTW: OMGWTFBBQRUN!!!1one!!!1! lol
I once played in a table-top game called Slasher Flick in which the players are rewarded for actions that contribute to their characters dying; like fleeing up the stairs from the killer, or wandering off alone to take a shower. Seriously, even when the math changes and one of the evil vamps cuts his losses and bails, the Cullens decide splitting up and running with Bella for Phoenix is a good idea. Hunt in packs, jackasses! *hurls popcorn at the screen*
This plan requires Bella not only go home first to pack her belongings, (despite her lack of beloved mementos or vital possessions. There must be no Old Navy's in Phoenix,) but to convince Charlie she is leaving Forks for a benign reason, like hating her life and wanting to
Lacking that, at least it's brief.
The manly hunting team of Edward, Niles and Lion-O go to track down the evil vampire dude. Daphne and Lindsey Lohan go after the evil vampire dude's evil vampire bitchy girlfriend. And Bella flees with Moaning Myrtle and the Rock as they speed towards the safety of a sunny, desert city, four states away. Even driving at vampire speeds, a thousand miles is no short distance and stopping for road beers doesn't seem likely. Good thing they brought Bella.
Actually, there probably is an Old Navy in Phoenix. Ever been to Scottsdale, Arizona? If not, never go. That place eats souls.
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