Why is this a DNF? I don’t know what will surprise more people here: that I tried to read Twilight, that I didn’t like Twilight, or that I’m admitting to both in public. This seems to be one of those books that people either adore or abhor, and I fall firmly into the latter category.
When people found out I liked to read, they would inevitably recommend this book to me. And from everything I’d heard, I formed my opinion about it beforehand; I wouldn’t like it. But after enough people kept yammering on about it and telling me it was the greatest thing since sliced bread, okay, fine, I’ll give it a try.
It took me about a week to read half of it. I gave up at that point.
Bella’s an everygirl, the kind of bland character that everyone’s supposed to be able to relate to, at least a little bit. I found nothing relatable in her at all. She’s a self-proclaimed unpopular plain girl who nevertheless moves to a new school and suddenly becomes the apple of everyone’s eye. Girls want to be her friend. Guys want to date her. She’s clumsy and doesn’t relate well to her flighty mother and absentee father.
Hey, Meyer, if you want to know what these traits actually look like in a person, you should have based Bella on me!
Aside from Bella’s general unlikability, she of course has this irresistable scent to the resident hot broody vampire boy. It must be wuv!
Honestly, by the time I’d gotten halfway through the book, I still had yet to come across any semblance of an actual plot. This, coupled with dull characters and a writing style that was in desperate need of polishing, turned the book into a truly horrendous experience for me. In fact, this book was actually the jumping-off point for my rating system: no matter how bad a book is, if I finish reading it, it’ll get a 1-star review. Why? Because at least I could finish it. Unlike Twilight.
At least I can say that the movie stuck closely enough to the book, at least in tone, because when I attempted to torture my roommate by making her watch it, we had to take a break halfway through because we were both so bored.
Maybe at some point I’ll feel masochistic enough to actually attempt to read this one from beginning to end. But I doubt it. The insane hype alone could have ruined my chances of enjoying this book, even if it had been something I didn’t have to force myself to sit through. I think this one will forever remain a DNF, setting the standard by which all other books I read are judged.