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I just saw New Moon, the next installment in the Twilight franchise. Wasn’t expecting much after hearing and reading some reviews, and also because the first offering was so awful. From memory, I described it as the funniest movie I’d seen in a long time. Well, I can report that New Moon is better than the first film. The cinematography was better, the plot was better, the special effects were better, and I wouldn’t mind having Alice’s haircut and wardrobe. The movie unashamedly borrows from Romeo and Juliet. (Check out the cover of the book lying on the bed at the very beginning. Is it just me, or is Romeo about to bite Juliet’s neck?) Sure, the dialogue was still cheesy, Jasper still looks like a stunned mullet, and the thrill of seeing Jacob’s buff bod in pretty much every scene he was in wore off quickly. (Put on a shirt dude! I know you have an awesome six-pack because I saw it in your last 5 scenes. It’s raining and I’m worried you’ll catch a cold.) All up, it was an OK flick. Thankfully there wasn’t too much brooding, but there were some ridiculous lines that I guess were intended to be romantic, and what I can only guess the filmmakers assume every young woman wants to hear from her beloved. Maybe it’s me, but if my boyfriend kept telling me that I was his everything and he couldn’t go on without me, I’d be more than a little creeped out. I don’t want to be someone’s everything. Edward, I mean this in the nicest way, but you need to get a life. I don’t really understand the appeal of Edward. Jacob, however, can hold my hand anytime … except that he’s 16 and I’m 40. Oh well, there’s always Charlie, Bella’s father. He’s nice too.