I…I don’t even know what to say. I went into this movie with no expectation. No, seriously, NO expectations. Less than no expectation - I was prepared for two hours of face palming agony. And yet, something strange happened. Twilight: Breaking Dawn 2 did the impossible - it shattered my non-existant hopes. I don’t think I have ever been more disappointed by a movie I didn’t want to see.
I honestly gave this movie a chance, and, for a while, it wasn’t bad. By Twilight standards, it was actually pretty good (in the sense that a yeast infection is good when you compare it to contracting gonorrhea), but in the last act…magic happens. Twilight manages to deliver the only good scene of the saga, and for ten or fifteen minutes, it is glorious.
Unlike in the book, the show down between the Volturi and the Cullen Clan and friends actually happens, and characters die. Carlisle attacks in a fit of rage and is promptly decapitated. Jasper’s head is ripped off while Alice screams. Seth and Leah (I think, it’s hard to tell with the wolves) are killed. Alice drags Jane to a wolf, who rips her head off with his jaws. It’s sadly bloodless, and the effects are lousy, but by the time Edward and Bella are fighting Aro, I was goddamn into it. I’m not saying it was a great battle scene, I’m saying that I was applauding the Twilight series for finally growing a pair and giving us some stakes! It was really entertaining.
And then the movie took it all away.
None of it happened. Turns out, Alice is showing Aro, the head Volturi what would happen if he attacked. So, the Volturi retreat, no one dies, the film shows with all the characters making out, I gag, movie over.
I hate this series. I hated it before, but I hate it even more now because it actually managed to suck me in before giving me one, giant FUCK YOU middle finger. I’m glad its over, and I never have to watch another one again (at least, not until the rifftrax comes out).