I have a confession to make.
I am about to—willingly—watch Twilight.
I know. I know.
There’s going to be much of teh beer and Rifftrax involved, but even in my mind that doesn’t make up for the sacrilege I am about to commit. I mean, when I tried to read the book (in a bookstore), I read 20 pages in about 45 seconds and just about gouged my eyes out. The info I’ve gleaned from reviews makes me want to vomit (uh, hello idealizing an abusive relationship?). And, I mean, come on—sparkly vampires??
I expect to spend the entire movie slightly nauseated, but not because I’ve hit my head. (I would blame this viewing on the head injury, but I think I’ve already used up all of my “concussion points.”) So. Starting drinking… now.