I like Twilight.

After hearing that my colleagues were viewing New Moon this afternoon for Worst Movie of the Week, I realized that I couldn’t cower in the closet any longer.

I know what you’re thinking: How does this happen to a guy? I couldn’t even tell you. I got my ass handed to me by Let the Right One In. And then there was True Blood. And then the True Blood reruns and just about every cult vampire flick made in the last two decades…and one day I did it. I’ll just hit and quit it, I thought. No one has to know about this. I shelled out the $12.50—that’s right, I didn’t even stumble upon it via On Demand or something. I saw it in theaters—and gave the confused preteen next to me with acne, pigtails, and braces my best STFU face. Six months, one movie, and all four books later, I’m one of those certifiable Twihards with advance-purchase tickets.

Go ahead. Liken me to your twelve-year-old niece. Order me a subscription to Tiger Beat. Elect me mayor of Pansyville. I’ve heard it all and I’m not even gonna qualify my addiction with a bunch of lame-ass excuses. What I am gonna do is tell you why you should go ahead and cave in to your girlfriend’s pleas to see the sequel and save your chick-flick veto for the next McConaughey movie. (New Moon may be a tween-magnet, but it‘s no Ghosts of Girlfriends Past) Here, the case for Twilight.

• The New Moon soundtrack is kinda like going to be Bonaroo, but without the ripe smell of hipsters. Seriously, it’s stacked.
Bon Iver, Grizzly Bear, The Killers, Lykke Li, and Thom Yorke, the reigning king of indiedom…it doesn't get much better than that. 

• It’s not like the four-movie series is being thrown together by the ex-High School Musical squad. The Twilight directors are actually legit.
Catherine Hardwicke, who directed the first film, gave Kids a run for it’s most-effed-up-teen-movie-of-all-time money back in 2003 with Thirteen (which also starred Twilight vamp Nikki Reed). New Moon’s Chris Weitz (About a Boy, American Pie) is a former Oscar nominee. And if the track record of suspense film-sensei David Slade (Hard Candy, 30 Days of Night) is any indication, Eclipse, the third film of the series about a vamp-on-vamp war, will be something closer to a pants-shitting horror than a preteen romp in the meadow.

• If there’s one thing that makes up for the lack of sex in Twilight, it’s the violence, of which there is plenty.
Have you ever seen a vampire ripped to pieces and set to fire? Or a brood of bloodsuckers devouring throngs of humans at Morpheus-style speed? There will be blood—plenty of it.

• And, with a rumored 80 million dollar budget for New Moon, they're not cutting too many corners with the special f/x in the series either.
Which means some of the harder-to-pull off effects—like fanged killer babies, high-speed auto chases, men turning werewolves—will actually look pretty sweet.

• And, finally, the actors in New Moon have some chops.
Say what you will about the perma-pained stares of Robert Pattinson and Kristen Stewart (who can actually act, in case you didn’t know. Check out Into the Wild and last year’s Adventureland for some proof), but it’s hard to knock a guy like Michael Sheen, who’s become an Academy favorite for his roles in The Queen and Frost/Nixon and plays head dick in charge of the vampire race in New Moon. And Anna Kendrick, who essentially plays Stewart’s bitch, has been generating some serious award season buzz for her role in the upcoming Up in the Air—a film Tom Carson named our Movie of the Year.

Gud vilken underbar kille! Fantastisk intervju. Stå upp alla twi-guys!

Kram
Christina<3