It was 8pm when my wife and I crept into the dark night to watch Twilight in Megamall. We were both in awe when we found ourselves right infront of the exhibit of all Twilight promotional materials in the movie house. We know we can't wait to grab a ticket for the last main feature of the day. The last time I ever felt this way craving to see a vampire in the movie was in 1994 when Lestat invaded the cinemas like locusts from the dark with "Interview with the Vampire." And it was a flick my wife tagged as "the movie showcase of my boyfriends."We got a 10pm schedule. This date with my wife is supposed to be a birthday treat to me but it came a bit late because our daughter was with us that day. I'd rather have a family day than watch a movie leaving our most precious treasure behind. Today is the day! As we were waiting for the minute hand to reach 10, I flashed back to the vampire movies I have liked seeing in the screen. Queen of the Damned is exceptional, Van Helsing was a bit too pushy to become a sequel of Underworld, Blade was violent, The Lost Boys is too old to remember, Buffy is more like a slayer of the witches in Charmed. Couldn't think of anything anymore. With Twilight, I don't know what to expect. Am I just gonna see the real montage of scenes I only visualized when I read Stephenie Meyer's book? Or will I be dazzled?
It was already 10pm and we started to sneak into the dark pathways of the movie house. As the movie started, I didn't even want to hear the sound of a popcorn bite so I could hear the dialogues more audibly. I didn't want to breathe either. The first few scenes to me are just reminiscent of Kristen Stewart's 2007 movie The Messengers where she also moved from the city to a suburb. Everything changed when Robert Pattinson came out. Vampire movies haunted me again. It's right infront of my nose and I am not believing it is happening. It's so surreal. Curtains are already closed but flashes of the scene where Edward Cullen is playing piano while Bella Swan was right next to him was stuck in my mind.
Yes, it is enough. Enough for forever. It’s not the end, it’s the beginning.
