TWILIGHT: BREAKING DAWN Part 1 Review - Dramatically Inert & Painfully Dull
The occasionally amusing Twilight Saga finds a new low with the dramatically inert, painfully dull Breaking Dawn Part 1.
rating: 1.5
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Critic proof is a term used both commonly and deservedly to refer to film franchises with a fanbase of such passionate devotion that the very practice of reviewing said films becomes less an exercise in advising the masses and more one in selective deconstruction. While Christopher Nolans Batman films benefit from being both commercially viable fanboy fodder and outstanding critical achievements in their own right, the same cannot be said for the bafflingly inconsistent adaptations of Stephenie Meyers Twilight novels. The final book, Breaking Dawn, an excursion so apparently epic it needed to be split across two films, has talented director Bill Condon at the mercy of Meyers insipid Conservative, Christian allegory this time around, and the results are easily the most rickety and soul-erodingly banal that the shaky series has yet put to celluloid. Centered rather collectively on the marriage between vampiric Edward Cullen (Robert Pattinson) and his mortal bride, Bella (Kristen Stewart), we follow the big day through to their first sexual encounter, an unexpected pregnancy, and then the inevitable resulting feud between the vampire clan and the werewolf clan, represented rather sheepishly by lycanthrope Jacob Black (Taylor Lautner). Breaking Dawn Part 1 regrettably falls into the same trap as what was until now the worst entry in the film series, New Moon; bereft of the self-aware mockery that made Eclipse a surprisingly entertaining if ditzy hoot, this is a punishingly straight-faced, achingly self-serious distillation of Meyers novel, replete with the deafeningly unsubtle Christian themes forced down the viewers throat all at the same time. The little amusement generated is typically unintentional; try not to chortle as Lautners Jacob lasts all but five seconds of screen time before heroically ripping his shirt away and sprinting off, or an awkwardly surreal, B-movie-esque nightmare sequence in which Bella envisions herself standing atop a pile of dead wedding guests. Worst - and funniest - of all is a mid-film sequence in which the werewolves fight each other for dominance, while the counterpart human actors voice their various wolf characters, temporarily making things feel like a particularly ropey straight-to-video Disney film.