The first installment of the cult vampire saga — the one people often pretend they don’t like in polite company.
It’s time to end the false shame! Let’s say no to dividing pleasure into “guilty” and “intellectual.” It’s time to step out of the shadows and admit it: we like the first Twilight. Oh, those misty pine forests! Those pale, burning-eyed youths! That sweet hope that you — a person of deep yet invisible inner life — might be desired at first sight by a century-old heartthrob. Let’s recall the immortal line: “— So the lion fell in love with the lamb. — What a stupid lamb. — What a sick, masochistic lion.” Wrap yourself in the thick Washington fog — and if we’re going to cringe, let’s at least do it together.
