I don’t think I’m contradicting myself by giving the book 3 stars and saying it was a lot of crap. The story had its moments, and I was enjoying it from time to time but seriously, the plot was no good at all.

I lost my interest in the Twilight saga when it came so repulsively popular and that’s why it took me this long to read the last book, I couldn’t stand all the hype, and the first Twilight film just added more to this by being such an unbelievable failure.

All the enthusiasm I remembered having after finishing the first book was gone now, and I wasn’t as smitten with the characters as I had been. Now there was just pure interest towards the different characters, especially those who didn’t belong to the core of the story. Bella had started to annoy me already in the earlier books, so that was nothing new, but I also discovered that Edward had the same effect on me – sometimes it was hard to believe he had lived almost a 100 years, so helpless and out of reason he sometimes was.

Two things I mostly enjoyed about the book: the middle part that was told from Jacob’s perspective and the confrontation with the Volturi near the end. The rest of the book… okay, but it did feel like Meyer had ran out of ideas and had to conjure up something this far-fetched to have something to write about. I must admit, she did fairly well, coming up with enough material for a 700-page novel. But that’s about it, this time quantity won over quality hands down.