So, firstly, the Twilight series now overall ‘good’. The loss of ‘very’:
1. Superspeed pregnancy
2. Superspeed childhood
3. Superintelligent child
4. Pre-conception imprinting
5. ‘Thats never happened before” conception.
Given my liking for Calisle, I felt it was fairly unfair that it apparently hadn’t occurred to him what might happen with cross-breeding. That is a major idiot ball for him to carry.
After that, things tense into the ridiculous.
Some books can carry off the omniscient child: Revelation Gap did. Fast pregnancy, fast childhood; these too can be managed, exemplified, praiseworthy. All these together? Hard. The child goddess in the Sparhawk series does not pull it off. Renesme does come off okay at points, but overall it seems like a time-saving moving on the part of the author to ick the plot into tense gear – a gear missing in Meyer’s roll, because every book’s ending anticipates a body count that doesn’t happen.
She’s a sweetheart, but a plot device all the same.
Then there is Bella. But of course Bella is invulnerable to the frenzy that falls onto all vampires – she is the PROTAGONIST after all. She is more agile than most new vampires – but of course. She can spontaneously add to her power ten times what it was in the course of a day – because she needs to. Sigh.
The principal problem of the fourth Twilight book seems to be limitations of the genre. The seeming Austen relativism must end at the happy wedding – this book’s vast majority is the dark aftermath. In many ways, I greatly respect it for the effort & the accomplishment. But the rush of 700 pages crams rather than idles.
The Austen post-wedding eclipse is scooped up in narrative by Jacob, a good turn in narrative – perspectives and voice are interesting. It fords the gap ok. The imprinting thing is a cut to the character, retroactively even, Which ends the character as swiftly where the narrative ends also. As Bella returns, similies of pain over, returns with no vampire disadvantages, a disassociatively calm Charlie, etc. … it pans out to a story of evil Italian vampires whose sum number do not exceed 40. Does it suffer not having rails to run down? A bit.
I’m not particularly incensed to re-read any of the books, nor do I wish to hide the fact that I have read them. I have enjoyed them, though I’m sure not always where the author intended. Its a series concluded – it won’t degenerate into necrophelia & lycanthropy sex (Laurel K Hamilton, apparently). It is a series transcribed – the films will continue, and the dead eyes of its actors were compensated by the finest James Dean 17 impression to date. It didn’t sport the growth of Rowling, but it didn’t wend to little purpose as other fantasy tales have.
Twilight Saga: Read, enjoyed, don’t feel compelled to do either again.