Am I the only one that doesn’t see or get James Franco‘s much-admired and so-called acting “brilliance?”
The protagonists finally marry, having waited until the wise old age of eighteen, and since the book and the film dutifully show them being wed, they are then allowed to f-ck each others’ brains out. For a film that claims to be sexually responsible, the Twilight movies are awfully dependent on teenage sex to attract viewers.
The actors prance about like pieces of meat, their disturbingly developed bodies on full display; Taylor Lautner’s rippling teenage chest is just a little better than the child beauty-pageant stars at the end of Little Miss Sunshine.
Everyone is entitled to their opinion I guess. But when someone who played a male gigolo in a movie (2002’s Sonny) and who admittedly watched live man on man sex to “research” for the role says another successful franchise places too much emphasis on sex, I have to take a moment, and…. laugh! By the way, Sonny, Franco’s sexy film, made a mere $17,600 in its opening weekend. That may explain Franco’s ire a bit here with Twilight.