Me: So this Breaking Dawn movie thing is opening. Why the heck would you make three Twilight movies?
Significant Other: This is the fifth Twilight movie.
Me: Fifth? Where was I when the others came out?
Significant Other shrugs.
Me: Jesus. How many crappy movies can the demon Demiurge of Hollywood dump on the world?
Significant Other shrugs again.
Me: So what’s this thing about anyhow?
Significant Other offers a convoluted explanation which nevertheless accurately reflects the general arc of the Twilight stories.
Me: Jesus. The sexual fantasies of young women are weird. And lame.
Significant Other: It’s not a sexual fantasy. It’s a romantic fantasy.
Me: Oh. The romantic fantasies of young women are weird. And lame.
Significant Other: You’ll go far with that attitude.
Me (thinking): I just might.
Significant Other: You aren’t going to write about this on your blog, are you?
Me: Oh no no no. Of course not.
I’m a bit over vampires as well…
Apparently I haven’t been sufficiently into them to know what’s going on. I was a big Buffy fan, but that is getting to be a long time ago.