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Twilight Saga: Breaking Dawn Part II

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For me, this was the best Twilight Movie.

I’d been a fan but not an avid, die-hard fan of Twilight Saga since 2008. Knowing it was about to become a movie, I bought all the hardbound books. These were the only series bought in hardbound. I read all the four books even before I watched the first movie.

The first four movies were kind of disappointing to me. It didn’t match the emotions I felt when reading the books but well… I think nothing can ever replace a reading experience.

I love vampires but honestly, not in this saga. Why?

1. Because the vampires in there had no fangs. I don’t like their crescent-like bite marks, so human.

2. Instead of burning in the sun, they sparkle like diamonds. They should be vulnerable to it or at least when they are young.

3. They don’t sleep. I like vampires who dream or become catatonic during dawn.

4. They can’t fly… but their speed will do, though.

5. They don’t compel or glamour or hypnotize, or whatever you call it.

6. They have different abilities. Some don’t even have one. Edward can only read minds.

7. They don’t bleed. They are like stones that crack.

8. The newborns are the strongest physically. Isn’t it supposed to be the other way around? As the vampire age, he/she become stronger.

9. They are so humanized.

10. The Cullens don’t drink human blood.

* But I guess, everything I mentioned are just up to the discretion of the author. Vampire mythology and folklore can be based upon but not entirely copied.

If vampires in fiction, I still prefer the creation of:

1. Anne Rice (The Queen of the Damned)
2. Charlaine Harris (True Blood)
3. L.J. Smith (The Vampire Diaries)

Why for me, this is the best Twilight movie?

~ Because finally, Bella has some purpose.
~ Alice’s vision was elaborated, which made a great fight scene especially when I saw Aro behead C******* hahaha which was shocking. I don’t mean to be a spoiler to those who haven’t watched it. I was whispering to my friend, “Oh, my God, that is not in the book…”
~ It’s great they did it, because even to those who read it will be surprised. I like what had happened to Jane.

All in all, it’s great. I never praised any Twilight movie until now. It’s a must watch Twilight Movie. What a finale.

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Fifty Shades Freed

Well… what can I say? Hmmm. I’m glad I’m free from reading it?

It took me 100 pages before I got hooked on it. Maybe I got bored about the sex stuff (shrug). It started to be exciting then it’ll be plateau again. Gosh… It took me a little while to finish this–because I’m not hooked at once.

They got so sweet and cheesy that there’s no tension at all. The story as a whole was really not that deep and as complicated. The only reason I decided to read it was because my friends were asking me about it, knowing me, I’m a curious creature, I started reading it.

I must say I liked Fifty Shades of Grey and Fifty Shades Darker than this book. I only thing that made me picked up my reading speed was when Ana became ********! Haha of course this is not a spoiler for those who haven’t read it.

Parts of the story bored me, knowing they are already *******. Less tension, less grip. They were quarrelling about the same thing all over again. And the dialogue –The fair/good point well made–made me roll my eyes in a bad way. Maybe, because everything suddenly becomes cliches. Nothing new.

The villains… seemed not so threatening at all. Like Christian Grey could simply crush them all…

Only after page 300 that I read faster, wanting to end this… agony? Well… I simply don’t really feel the emotions of this book unlike the first two. It made me laugh somehow but it did not affect me as the first two books did.

I would want read the first two books again but not this one. This feels like a fairy tale without much tension. I miss the intensity of the emotions this trilogy started. I’m just glad I finished it. I can concentrate on my editing and critiquing my own work of blood on paper.

Well… I’m still looking forward for the upcoming movie. Still hoping for Ian Somerhalder to play Christian Grey, knowing he would be perfect for that. I hope E L James and the producers will consider him or even choose him! I would definitely jump to my feet to know that.

Despite all the bad reviews I read, the typos in the books I noticed and weird vocabularies, I still fell in love with Christian (Mercurial, Fucked-up, Control Freak, Palm Twitching CEO) Grey.
Anyway, I can see Alexis Bledel to be Anastasia Steele. lol

Fifty Shades of Grey



It was The Fifty Shades of Fucking Grey…

It made me teary-eyed, really but I didn’t cry. I suppressed crying. The ending emotionally affected me–hell, the whole book affected me emotionally. It reminds me of my past, loving this man I knew from the very start who can never love me back. Ow, did I just said that?

I must admit, it was really hot. The way Grey melted Steele to the core. A hell of a book!

Grey was indeed a fifty shades of fucked up, he admitted himself. But somewhere in his heart, I knew he felt something for Steele which he could never admit to himself. I better read the second book now but I’m about to edit mine first 😉

The thought of BSDM was appealling but the true content of this book was the emotions. I can’t blame Steele, though. He’s so overwhelmingly hot. I just wish it will be played by Ian Somerhalder (Damon Salvatore-the overwhelmingly hot vampire guy from The Vampire Diaries).

Of course I won’t tell you more details of the book. I don’t want this to be a spoiler for everyone who haven’t read it.

It’s a must read though not for really young people. It’s so detailed. I wonder why I read some bad reviews about it. It’s actually great. Not for everybody’s taste though.

I want to read it all over again and again but I need to finish the trilogy first. Ha-ha, I’m so addicted to it. I’ll spread how great it is to all I know.

It’s emotionally affecting–I am repeating myself! I’ve read a lot of erotica but I think some of them were just porn. I am overwhelmed by this. I felt this is a modern version of Anne Rice’s The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty Series. It’s so great too but I don’t want to talk about it here. This is about Fifty Shades. Anne Rice already had the half of my heart.

EL James is great. I don’t want to compare her to every other authors I’ve read. She’s different. Her writing is different. I’m addicted to her books.

I’m so excited to read the Fifty Shades Darker. I so love it!

070812 11:43am

Kathy

I heard her cry but I couldn’t do anything but to run around her like a helpless child. Indeed, I am one. I am barely a month-old creature; still needing her milk to survive but now she, my mother, was lying on her side, crying for some pain unknown to me.

Then she came, Theresa, who towered over us, face contorted in worry. We were just feeding when my mother—which Theresa called Kit Kat—suddenly collapsed on her side, wailing in agony.

I don’t know what to do. My brother and I circled Kit Kat around and around, crying, wondering what happened.

I know Kit Kat was dying. She was about to leave us. How could she leave us when we could barely support ourselves?

Theresa knelt on her one knee and asked, “What happened to you?” wiping my mother’s forehead.

My mother just moaned in agony, wanting for help but could not say it. My other brother, Tak Gu, was moaning like us, wanting Theresa to help our mother.

I don’t know what to do without her. I was used to crawl onto her belly and searched for her delicious milk. Tiko, my twin brother, used to drink with me. They called me Tiki, so my name is Tiki. I am white while my twin is black. I don’t know where they get my name but I can’t really do anything about it. I just let it be.

Theresa picked my mother up and brought her away from us. We, Tiko and I, followed Theresa. She brought my mother outside their house, laid her near the garbage and observed her faltering breathing.

I have no idea what happened. We were just happily eating in the kitchen. My mother was even faster to run for food than the rest of us. We don’t mind leftovers as long as they are tasty. But I think everything is tasty for us.

My mother already wetted herself. She soaked in her own discharge. I and Tiko cried. Tak Gu, Prince and Plince too. Our mother was suffering and I couldn’t bear it.

Jeri, Theresa’s daughter, was crying loudly. I don’t doubt they love my mother. We love them too although sometimes they scolded us for messing their house.

Theresa and Jeri picked us up and brought us inside. Shiny tears flooded Jeri’s eyes. She was just eleven and my mother’s death struck her hard. I know Kit Kat had been with them for more than five years.

We were all sad. We lay on their sofa, not moving. Tiko was still crying. My other three brothers were silent, with tears in their eyes. I cried too, not knowing how to ease this sudden pain I felt. The feeling was alien to me. I never felt this before. All I used to do was to wake up, eat, play, sleep, eat, sleep, play and sleep and that cycle goes on every day of my life. Mother was always there for me and my twin. Milk used to be always available for us.

Alfredo, Theresa’s husband, was there, observing us. He had been sick for few days already. Rhain gave him his medications. Rhain was not yet here. I don’t know how she would react if she would find out my mother was already gone.

“I think, Kit Kat saved my soul,” Alfredo said to Theresa. “She died in my place.”

That was the last thing I remembered.

I awoke with the sudden noise of the gate. I think it was Rhain who was banging on the door. Jeri opened the gate and let her enter.

Sometimes Rhain had been cruel to my mother. When she was eating, she would shoo Mother away from her food. Mother only wanted some morsels. She would scream at her, at all of us. But I know she was not really cruel. She used to cradle us on her lap, stroking our heads. But I noticed she had some favorite. It was Prince and Tak Gu. They looked good, I must say. Tak Gu was pure white while Prince was striped brown, like the popular Garfield. Plince looked like Prince, only a little aloof to them so I guess that was why Rhain do not cradle Plince.

“What happened to you, Je?” Rhain asked her sister. “You look so sad.”

Jeri indeed looked sad. “Kit Kat is dead.”

Rhain’s eyes widened. “What? Why? How?” she asked.

“They were just eating there when Mama found out.”

“Oh my God…” she murmured. She looked sad. I know it was true. They all looked sad.

Rhain sat beside Tak Gu on the sofa. She stroked his hair, face in worry. “What happened to your mother, Meng?” she said. She always called us Meng. I wondered what that means.

“What happened to Kit Kat, Pa?” she asked her father.

“She was just eating with the other cats. Your mother just found Kit Kat lying on her side, moaning.”

“Perhaps she was poisoned. Where did Mama get the food? Perhaps it was already spoiled.”

“They all eat it but it was only her who collapsed.”

“Oh God…”

Rhain turned to me. “Tiki, what happened to your mommy?” she asked in a childish voice.

I don’t know if she indeed asked her that but that was what she said. I didn’t reply for I couldn’t talk. We all couldn’t talk. God didn’t give us the talent to talk. I just moaned, letting her stroke my head, comforting me.

“Why do you think it happened, Pa?” she asked, still stroking my head.

“Perhaps she died instead of me.”

“Pa—oh my God…”

I don’t think they were mourning but it astonished me when I saw a pair of heavy tears flowed from Rhain’s eyes.

Now, I knew I was not really dreaming. My mother was really dead.

*A tribute to a beloved pet told from a perspective of a cat.