New Moon was everything that I expected it to be and maybe a little more. There was lots of scenes of boys with their shirts off, corny kissing scenes, lots of furrowed brows accompanied with longing looks, some more weirdo vampires with freakish eyes, big bad wolves and, lastly, lots of giggling teenage girls in the theater. Everything you could want in a teen girl movie.
What I did not expect were the older women’s reaction to this movie. When I say older women, I mean women who know what hair bands are. I thought that I was a little old to love these books and movies (I’m thirty-two), but when I saw all of these women who were my mother’s age in the theater, I wasn’t too surprised since my mother was with me when I watched the movie, but what shocked me and what I couldn’t stop widening my eyes in horror at, was these women reactions to the movie.
There is a scene in the movie, where Jacob shows up at Bella’s window (with his shirt off, of course) and does some gymnastic type moves to get into Bella’s bedroom via the window. The lady sitting in from of me with the long fleece jacket, short white hair and maybe my grandma’s age said, “oh my, look at that” and then sighed.
Then there is the end of the movie. Edward says these little words to Bella that most girls longs to hear. There was complete silence in the theater. No munching of popcorn, no intakes of pop, no cell phone rings, no whispering. Complete silence. Then I realized that all these women were just sucking in their breath so that they could do the type of sigh that means the same thing as “isn’t that the most precious, heartbreaking thing that you saw in your life!”
I completely expected the teen girls to be loud and giggly. I was not expecting the same from all the mothers out there; considering that I am one of them, I shouldn’t have been shocked. But I was. I’ve always been slightly embarrassed that I like the books and have watched the movies, especially since books are kind of my thing. I know that the Twilight Series are the junk food of books. But I’m still slightly ashamed and I thought all good, hearted thirty-something women were too. I was wrong, there was no shame with these ladies.
Maybe I shouldn’t be ashamed either. The movie actually wasn’t that bad. New Moon was better than Twilight and the actors actually did do a pretty good job; I think they tried really hard not to be too corny (except Robert Pattinson, that kid oozes corny). Considering all the hype, I wasn’t disappointed and it satisfied that teenage part of my heart that had daydreams about meeting Brad Pitt with him falling completely in love with me because I was just so down to earth and he was just so sick of those fake Hollywood actresses. That girl is tightly contained in my heart, but every once in awhile, I’ll let her out.
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So funny. I was just talking to my BFFs about that yesterday. We’ve concluded that these are probably the same women who would have their own husbands on the torture rack for even hinting at an attraction to a 20 year old hottie. And they’d be right to! But we seem to think women can do no wrong at all, while men are accountable for every glance they make in the direction of any female.
Is it a double standard, or am I just too touchy?
I think you are too touchy Cindy! To me it was nice to watch a movie with hot guys when you are used to going to the movies with your husband and seeing lots of violence and female nudity. Women just want the romance . . .and some bare male chests!
It’s fun to just enjoy the the movie going experience and the junk food of books and movies.
I’m 31 and my favorite part of the movie was when Jacob ripped of his shirt . . . because I was shocked when the entire theatre audibly gasped. My friends and I laughed for like five minutes. I’ve never seen anything like it!
I can’t even look at the movie posters with a straight face. Especially that first one…he’s so cheesy. And the hair!!! What’s up with his hair??
Glad you enjoyed the movie, though.
Hi Cindy ~ I do think that there is a double standard and there always has been for men and women. However, I don’t see anything wrong with admiring the way someone looks (male or female) as long as it isn’t obsessive: meaning you’ve now crossed the threshold into shallowness.
Hi Laura – The ladies in my theater also gasped when Jacob took his shirt off. I couldn’t stop laughing. The reaction was so over the top! That’s what I think is so amazing about this whole thing…grown women have been reduced to thirteen year olds
I completely agree about his hair. It’s really annoying. Brush it! Cut it! Something, please!
Oh this post is funny! Especially the sighing part of the old lady! Oh Tracie, you need not be ashamed of screaming like we do on cinemas. Screaming is like venting your admiration. It’s like yawning though in a very loud manner.
If New Moon is called the junk food movie, then I’m really gonna die now with all the junk food I eat and watch!
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