I'm so torn. It's eating me up inside.
New Moon.
On the one hand, Twilight was an unspeakably horrible movie and I'm ashamed that I contributed all of 3$ (saw it at a cheap theatre) to its profits.
On that same hand, lame-ass sparkly-skinned loser vampire and equally pathetic, selfish and just plain stupid heroine.
But on the other hand,
werewolves. And not man-with-a-shaggy-face-and-in-desperate-need-of-a-manicure werewolves, werewolves that actually turn into massive - albeit kinda cartoony - wolves.
I'm so desperate to see a good werewolf movie, and I know that this one will definitely not be it. But that one glimmer of hope remains, however shielded it may be by diamond-shimmering radiance of an anorexic, albino vampire with issues.
*whimper* Why can't we have a good werewolf movie that I won't be mortified to be seen at?