Breaking Dawn by Stephenie Meyer

Summary: Last book in the Twilight Saga.
Rating: 6 out of 10

My Thoughts: You’re going to expect one of two things from me–either an “EDWARD CULLEN IS MY SOUUULLL MAAATE” kind of review, or a “DIE, STEPHENIE MEYER, DIE YOU UNHOLY WITCH OF A BAD WRITER” type of thing. I almost kind of expect it of myself, because that’s basically all I’ve heard from the two camps that so vehemently defend their positions on the famed Twilight Saga.

Okay, I don’t like it. But before the next preteen girl that reads this tracks me down and tears me to shreds, I’m going to admit that it’s not a bad way to spend a couple hours. It’s entertaining and intriguing enough to hold my attention. Meyer’s got a good hand on the English language, and there were a couple spots that had me laughing out loud.

Bella’s world is much, much too perfect. I know I’m at risk of sounding whiny myself, but Miss Swan gets everything she wants, when she wants it, without having to lift a single little pinky finger. There’s no loss, or triumph, no hardships or tough spots. She’s got it all, immediately. I don’t think she learns anything, and as a result, the target audience of adolescent girls doesn’t learn anything either.

I’m not saying that it’s a golden rule that you have to learn A Big Moral Lesson from everything you read, god no, otherwise I wouldn’t have read¬†half the books that I have. At least learn something. And by something, I don’t mean the stuff you learn from Bella’s book, “How To Turn Immortal While Avoiding All Usual Nasty Side Effects Because You’re Perfect!” It was all just a little anticlimatic, disappointing… unfulfilling.