For a dead-on review (pun intended) go here...
http://screenrant.com/twilight-review-vic-4325/
However, this "review" is more about my TWILIGHT experience. 
Stephanie Meyer wrote a 4 book vampire series and this is the first book made movie.
I read the series and while its a bit tame, the main character, a 17 year old virgin named Bella is like-able (for awhile anyway). She of course falls in love with a vampire (Edward) and in later books a Werewolf (Jacob) too.
The movie sucked rocks. 
Why? Oh let me count the ways.
Remember the good ol days? When actors were so committed to their craft, they actually cut their hair and even dyed it for the part? Well, pfft, not this movie. The wigs were some of the worst I have EVER seen on screen. And when they weren't in ugly generic 1990's wigs, the hair was liberally doused with baby powder. I kept waiting for a snow fall every time certain actors moved on screen. Or a dust cloud, something, ANYTHING to give it some umph.
The male lead, Edward. What a wuss. His hair weighs more than he does (but at least it wasn't powdered). Is this the type of guy who appeals to teen girls (who the movie is obviously directed toward)? Seriously, he was a male waif. You could see his BONES he was so skinny and puny. Everytime he got near the lead female I thought, pfft, she'll snap you like a twig waif boy.
And the corniness. I just can't say enough about the corny-ness. "Bella you are my life now." Says the powdered face scarecrow to the cow.
There was a guy a seat down from me. He got up three times and left his date sitting there. He was gone for about fifteen minutes each time. GUYS THIS IS NOT A MOVIE YOU WILL ENJOY! DO EVERYTHING YOU CAN TO AVOID IT!
I felt bad for him, especially since he was the only guy I saw in the entire theater. The movie was such a joke, his coming and going was more noteworthy than the lousy effects or even the powdered hair.
There were women of all ages, probably because this was supposed to be an epic love story. Some as young as SIX. Some wore shirts that said, "Team Jacob" (the werewolf) or "Team Edward"(the vamp) heh. They were so excited.
Most came in groups. I went because occasionally I like to see a good romance on screen. Once every few years I will go see one. The last one I intentionally saw was Titanic, and I thought it was just right with the cinematography stealing the show and the romance taking a back seat. And even though the characters were younger than me, I could still identify with the angsty teen love thing enough to feel bad for them.
So I wasn't surprised to see girlfriends show up together. One such trio sat right in front of me. By the time we were 3/4 of the way through the movie, I was laughing out loud and snorting at the too corny effects and hoaky lines. I wasn't really doing it consciously but toward the end it was too much. I couldn't keep it bottled up. I kept expecting Ashton Kutcher to jump out and Punk me, then start the real show.
I even muttered, "Oh please. This movie sucks." And the guy sitting a seat down from me grunted in agreement.
However, not everyone appreciated my perspective. If looks could kill, a ghost would be writing this. Or maybe a vampire, though if being a vampire means a bad wig or powder in my hair, well, PASS.
What I learned from this experience? Leave the fluffy male waif and powdered hair supernatural world to the teeny boppers.
Bring on the UNDERWORLD.
