On the 10 year anniversary of Twilight, director Catherine Hardwicke reflects back on her hit film. With an opening weekend of just over $69 million, the film went on to earn $192 million in the U.S. alone, at the time a record breaking sum for a film directed by a woman.
Hardwicke’s description of Summit’s reaction to the financial success of the film:
When I went in I saw that there were massive bouquets and balloons and bottles of wine, and crazy gifts sent to them by all the distributors around the world or whoever, all their friends. So I actually had it in my mind, wow, this is a pretty unprecedented success. I had heard these rumors that when a director does something like this they give them a car, they give them a two-picture deal or something like that. They give them an office and ask them what they want to do after this.
And then I got a mini cupcake that day. I was like oh, OK, cool—coming in here, I’m sort of working for free, doing this online stuff, and that was what I was offered: a mini cupcake.
Scary antagonistic vampires with dark skin.
what have I BEEN saying about stephanie meyer
Also suddenly that oh she came from a sunny place but was still pale as fuck and paler than her classmates who live in a rainy place thing is so clear and why she found so many fucking words for pale white skin.
And let’s not forget the little affair with the brown boy but only to bide time till my pale white man comes back. And then also that werewolves were angry and exclusively brown? 🤔
Not to mention the that the treatment of the Jacob and the rest of the Indigenous characters in the book was racist af. Jacob was written as the aggressive Brown boy then Meyer turns him into a predatory, pedophile by having him imprint on Bella’s daughter. Hell, most of the Indigenous male characters were written as abusive and predatory.
In the movie they managed to find Indigenous actors to portray the wolf pack and everyone gave the films woke points for that. But they whitewashed Jacob and had Taylor Lautner say that he was 1/645 Indigenous to save face.
Also, the treatment of Leah was god awful. She was dumped by her bf for her own cousin cause she wasn’t his “true love.” She is rightfully upset about it but everyone tells to get over it. She turns into a werewolf which results in her father’s death and is force to be in a pack where all the guys hate her, including her brother. Because Meyer just hates her, Leah also can’t have children or fall in love with anyone because she’s the only female werewolf.
Oh my god you’re absolutely right and then Alicr who everyone is like oh she’s so cute ladida is fucking married to a guy who was a confederate?
A/N:This was super fun to write – I hope the comedic nature is okay with you.
It was hilarious to watch. You were leaning against your bedroom wall
near the window, observing. Edward sat perched on your mattress with determination. Across from him, your cat was narrowing
its eyes. You couldn’t help but laugh.
“It’s not funny, (Y/N).” Edward sulked, never tearing his gaze away from the stare-down. Your cat’s eyes squinted harder. He loathed Edward.
“If it makes you feel any better, he doesn’t exactly worship me, either.” You told him. “He tolerates me at best.”
“He was snuggling with you yesterday. Every time I go near him he hisses or swipes at me.”
“Just give it time. He hates new people.”
“He met Alice yesterday and licked her nose.”
You rolled your eyes. “Edward, relax.”
Edward opened his palm, slowly extending his hand towards your cat’s nose. “He won’t lick me.”
“Maybe you taste bad.”
He glared. “Well, do I? Tell me, (Y/N), how do
I taste?” With a grin on his face he reached you in vampire speed and
spun you around in his arms. His lips found yours and he gave you
several quick pecks. You bit his lip, earning a subtle growl out of
him. He kissed you again; harder this time, but still gentle.
A disgruntled meow disrupted your activities and turned your attention to a very unimpressed-looking cat.
*
You
opened the front door and threw your schoolbag on the floor in the
hallway. It was an exhausting day. Every one of your teachers seemed to
have had the bright idea of giving everyone pop quizzes.
You didn’t need to see your scores to know you did a terrible job.
The
stairs creaked beneath your feet as you made your way to your bedroom
for a power nap before studying. The mere thought of how much work you
had to do this evening made you want to pass out. Your bedroom door
squeaked as you pushed it open, and the doorknob smacked the wall when
you slammed it open in surprise.
It was Edward. On the floor. Covered in cat treats.
And your cat was having none of it.
“What the hell?” You didn’t know whether to laugh at him or kick him out so you could get some rest.
“I
thought he’d at least take an interest in the treats but I was wrong.”
Edward sat up slowly, gently brushing the treats off his body and
placing them on the floor beside him. Instantly, your cat dashed over
and devoured them. The exasperated look on Edward’s face was priceless.
Still, it wasn’t enough to pull you out of the slump you had fallen into
during the school day.
“What’s the matter?”
“I don’t
know,” you sighed. “I just feel like no matter how much I study, I’m
still not good enough.” You threw yourself onto your bed and stared up at the ceiling.
“For which subjects?” Edward was by your side in an instant and pulled you to relax against his chest. “I can help you out.”
“All of them.”
Edward gently kissed your hair and traced comforting circles on your shoulder.
Your cat nuzzled against your arm and perched on your stomach. “Don’t
stress over anything, (Y/N), you’ll be able to catch up. I’ll be there
with you, okay?”
You nodded your head. “Thank you.”
“Anytime. You know I’ll always support you.”
You pushed the cat off you and walked towards the door. “I’m going to bring my stuff back up here and we’ll get started?”
Edward
nodded. You turned through the hall and found your schoolbag
downstairs, retrieving it. On your way back up you thought you heard a
delighted chuckle. You stopped and listened from behind the wall as the
door was still slightly ajar. There was a purring sound.
Looking through the crack between the door and the hinges you could see Edward gently stroking your cat’s head.
“See?” You walked back in and sat beside them both. “I told you it wasn’t a big deal. He just takes time.”
“I’ve always been persistent. He’ll get to where I want him soon.”
“And where may I ask do you want him?”
He smiled. “One day we’ll come back from school and when we walk through the door, he’ll run over and greet me.”
“He’s not a dog, Edward.”
“He’s going to like me more than you.”
“Oh really? We’ll see about that.”
Edward
grinned as your cat rolled onto its back, granting him access to its
belly. Never had you thought a vampire could be so adorable.
I can never understand how Snape apologetics can stand up for him when he CANONICALLY does this shit.
I can maybe, maybe, understand those who haven’t read the books standing up for him, because honestly the movies don’t cover all the horrible stuff he does. But those who have read the books and still stick up for him baffle me.
I mean, you don’t see anyone sticking up for the Dursley’s or Umbridge, when they do the same stuff to Harry as Snape. How is Snape any different?
SNAPE IS GARBAGE
LOVING SOMEONE DOESNT MAGICALLY MAKE YOU A GOOD PERSON
You approach everything in life with wide-eyed curiosity, and no matter how much you know, you always want to learn more. You can be a little awkward in social situations and tend to be more yourself when you’re in a smaller group of people you know really well. You’re not afraid of geeking out when you come across something you find really interesting and are super enthusiastic when it comes to your passions.
Summary : Imagine meeting the man your father wants you to marry, but you can’t see a future without Edward in it. Second part of Date Night.
You stared in the mirror as you brushed your hair, your mind replaying your rendezvous with Edward last night. He was the only man that could get you to climb out a window at three in the morning while everyone else in the house slept peacefully. It made your heart tighten to think of him, knowing what your father had planned for you.
Pansexual Monster Girl 