So yesterday saw me and a friend sit in a cinema chair for over twelve hours to watch the Twilight marathon in Leicester Square, and boy was it a Twilight frenzy. I was a bit of a late bloomer getting into the films, only really getting absorbed within it last year so I had never really experienced the hardcore fans – and an experience it was.
I couldn’t believe the roller coaster of emotions that some of the ‘twi hard’ fans experienced while watching the marathon yesterday. Don’t get me wrong I think it’s a great franchise, but my goodness this people took it to a new extreme. The 12 hour day was inter spliced with short intervals and pre film programmes, including clips from the stars and interviews with fans which broke up the films – cheers and chants would be sung at the countdowns to the next chapter of the saga and don’t get me started when Taylor Lautner who plays the rather dashing Jacob takes off his shirt in New Moon there was a real mix of emotions from people screaming in awe to crying – people even brought boxes of tissues with them, preparation much?
It was a great experience, but my goodness after 12 hours on a cinema chair I could barely stumble home and after two snoozes, one in film one and the other in Breaking Dawn Part One I barely got to midnight to watch the newly released Part Two of the epic finale, and epic it was. My favourite part being the battle scene lasting 20 minutes with heads being ripped off, faces being kicked in and lots of anticipation and woe, I do think that they did a great job on the finale of the intrepid saga. But I will most definitely not be attending the convention that I was so kindly invited to by some hardcore twi hard fan in the bathroom – thanks but no thanks, the marathon was too much for me.