Review by Matt Finley
It’s been a long bumpy road, paved in
sparkles and abs, but here we are: THE TWILIGHT SAGA: BREAKING
DAWN – PART 2, the final installment in a series that’s
gained more cultural caché from the shrill fervency of its fanbase
(and detractors), and the romantic foibles of its lusty cast, than
from its actual narrative, characters or cinematic artifice.
Watching the TWILIGHT films has
been a learning experience. Granted, the only thing I’ve learned is
how to successfully sit through a TWILIGHT film, but with this
latest installment, I feel as though I have at last fine-tuned my
expectations to the perfect low, greeting every wet, floppy morass of
melodrama, half-constructed concept and wholly bootlegged plot
contrivance with a knowing shrug, while shamelessly, willfully and
brainlessly succumbing to what few fizzling surprises the film
had to offer.
