Regardless of who you are, for better or for worse, you have been waiting for the final chapter of The Twilight Saga. The series has become the butt of all movie jokes over the last four years for reasons I can only fathom stem from its towering success. Critics and audiences love to hate the popular one, and despite Twilight’s often deafening writing, I’ve come to accept that the films have been designed to appeal to a very select audience of teenage girls.
Now we have reached the fifth and final installment of this wooden epic—the ultimate morose love story drawn out over ten hours. Breaking Dawn Part 2 finds Bella (Kristen Stewart) as a newborn vampire with a half immortal-half human child, Renesmee. She’s married to Edward (Robert Pattinson) and on the cusp of a major attack from the Volturi, led by Aro (the maniacally over-acting Michael Sheen), upset by the disturbance in the undead force. A half-blood of sorts has never been seen in the blood-sucking world. Aro is under the impression that the abomination child is a toddler vampire, a being outlawed by the cloaked tyrannical reign. The Cullens must assemble of horde of vampire companions to interact with Renesmee and prove to the Volturi she is not a full-blown vampire, but rather a half-blood and therefore not against the law.
An endless list of vampire characters are introduced through expository means from all corners of the world. The group becomes an X-Men of sorts with varying powers in preparation for the ultimate throwdown with the powers at be. Bella learns of her power as a ‘shield,’ able to stop another vampire’s gift and protect those she chooses from harm. She can also apparently conduct a powerpoint presentation in her brain and send it to Edward.
If you’re wondering whether or not the battle for vampire supremacy takes place, rest assured it does. Men will have something to watch as they did in Eclipse. The battle often pushes the limits of its PG-13 rating, and features more beheadings than 300.
At this point I didn’t expect anything to change regarding this franchise. The writing, the tolerable performances from Stewart and Pattinson, the awful performances from Lautner and some other supporting actors, the silliness of it all—very much intact. Add in some impressive action, a few sprinkling surprises (one of them being Robert Downey Jr’s clone—Omar Metwally), and a baby’s face drowned in embarrassingly hideous CGI (seriously, it looks worse than the talking E-trade baby!), and you have what Twilight has always been, only now it’s over.
This installment is passable, no better than the series’ highs, and not quite the series’ low—New Moon. If you’re a Twi-hard, you’ll love it. If you’re in the hater camp, you’ll still hate it. But can we all finally admit that these movies really aren’t the worst movies ever made? Oh wait, yeah, there is New Moon. And even the first film has gotten much worse over time. I better just stop thinking about it.