A quick scan of Facebook status updates yesterday made it really, really clear that a new movie about a
depressing thoughtful teenage girl and dueling werewolves/vampires was debuting. But I have to admit that I was already fully aware of this because of where I went on vacation last weekend.
Yep, we had a sleepover in Robert Pattinson’s really-dark basement.
Actually, we stayed out in Port Angeles on the Olympic Peninsula. We were in sweet hotel just two blocks from some Italian restaurant that was featured in one, or maybe all seven of the previous Twilight movies, where you can actually order the SAME ENTRE that Bella ordered in the book. (And I assume you’d only do this if you for some reason wanted to be more attractive to the local vampire community.) The name of the establishment – yep, it’s BELLA ITALIA. It’s true, friends. But of course Port Angeles is just an ancillary part of the saga that makes 40 year old mothers swoon – the real Mecca of the thing is Spoons, I mean, Forks. Here I want to make something really, really clear. Our specific plans, which we adhered to, you know, specifically, were to visit the Hoh Rain Forest and the coast – both of which were AWESOME. The way the roads work, from our hotel you HAVE to drive though Forks, unless you have a helicopter, a teleportation device, OR a desire to take the long route through Northern California. So hopefully that’s clear for you. Our visits this weekend to Forks and La Push had ZERO to do with that semi-popular movie/book series. Still, I suspect you might want to know what we saw there.
- People, mostly female people over the age of 35, dressed mostly in black with t-shirts that say, “Bite ME! (Edward)”
- Multiple shops that sell crazily-priced Twilight paraphernalia – things like life-size shirtless Jacob cardboard figures, Forks High School cheerleader outfits, and Cullen Family baseball bats. The wildest shop was appropriately named, “Dazzled By Twilight.” The place was decked out like a Broadway rendition of the movie with fake trees everywhere, realistic looking mountain/beach scenery, and lighting that made you feel like you were in the woods with vampires who wanted to either kiss or kill you. I, of course, entered the shop on accident, when I tripped on something.
- The town is covered with businesses/products renamed to remind visitors about the books and how spending money at these establishments will instantly make the consumer a KEY part of the storyline. At the Subway we ate at there was an official Twilight Sub. The hardware store was named, Twilight Lumber. I’m intentionally NOT typing the jokes in my mind right now.
- But mostly the difference between Forks and similar towns were the “Fans” mentioned in point #1. I was, well, scared of them in a way. Typically 40 year old mothers of 3 don’t frighten me, you know, very much. But to see them in this place that I suspect they may have spent, well, a great deal of time thinking about, made me a little uncomfortable. They traveled in packs, not unlike wolves. At one point in the “store” I did a scan of the other people in the place and I was the only adult male in the place. I’m a pretty secure guy, but I felt like I was at a party no one had invited me to. Please understand, I’m not disparaging these fine and lovely people. So please let them know that I said that last part if you see any of them OR if you happen to be one of them.
I could go on. I didn’t even describe La Push, but I already worry I may have offended the vast majority of my readers. I was lit up recently by a woman when I implied that there may be better writers out there than Stephanie Meyer – I should’ve known better. Anyway, if any of you happen to pass through Forks like I did be sure to eat the Twilight Sub, which is easier to eat with your $29.99 designer Vampire Fangs that you can purchase around the corner.