Grudging Admissions: Five Things About Twilight That Don't Totally Suck

When it comes to choosing sides in the ongoing superiority contest between Harry Potter and Twilight, it's no secret that your SparkNotes editors' allegiance lies at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and not in the soaking wet, wolf-and-vamp-infested forests of Forks, WA. But because Eclipse premieres nationwide tomorrow, and because we know that at least some of you will line up to see it, and because we want to like what you like, we've decided to put aside our Potter preferences for one day in order to write a post in which we grudgingly list five things about Twilight that are maybe... sort of... well, okay, pretty dang cool.

BUT ONLY FIVE.

Thing #1: The Volturi.
Even though they're kind of gothed-out and overwrought, we still like the way the ice-cold Volturi lord their ancient awesomeness over other, not-so-awesome vampires. Plus, with all the rules they enforce, they're almost like the Plastics—and who doesn't love a good Mean Girls analogy? Hey, d'you wanna sit with us, Volturi? Just FYI, on Wednesdays we wear pink.

Thing #2: Vampire skin.
We could admittedly do without Robert Pattinson sparkling like a disco ball diva in the cinematic sunlight (seriously, makeup department, did one of you buy stock in body glitter?), but we appreciate that Stephanie Meyer's ingenious twist on classic vampire lore allows the undead to walk around during daylight hours without bursting into flames.

Thing #3: Forks, sort of.
All of the Twilight movies are filmed in the forests of Vancouver, which serves as a stand-in for the sleepy/rainy town of Forks. And we like forests, and we like Vancouver, and we like big, moss-covered trees, so... we like Forks? We guess? Whatever, it's Thing Number Three.

Thing #4: Bella's dad.
Okay, so he's not going to win any prizes for his ridiculously lax approach to parenting, his weird fixation on pepper spray, or his total obliviousness to the fact that a 90 year-old pervert is sneaking into his house every night to watch his daughter sleep... but he's got a great mustache. You go, Charlie Swan!

Thing #5: Taylor Lautner.
More specifically, Taylor Lautner's rippling, exquisite, gloriously-muscled man-torso. HOLY COW. I can't look away! It's just... so.... beautif— oh, I'm sorry. I drooled on you. My bad.

Okay, so...Eclipse:are you going?

Related post: Blogging Eclipse: Part 1