Some books are just not meant to be made into movies.
And unfortunately, Twilight is one of those many books (The Da Vinci Code, anyone?).
It pains me to say this because I love the book, but the film is woefully poor. Some Twilight movie defenders will claim that a movie should not be compared to the book version, but it is difficult not to when the director copies every single scene from the book onto the big screen; it is inevitable, comparisons will arise, and if they do, the film pales considerably in comparison.
The movie suffers from poor decision-making from the producers and the director. It is caught between staying loyal to the incredibly successful Stephanie Meyer novel and making it a movie experience because the final result is a rocky, butchered, messy, and ultimately poorly-made piece of forgettable scenery. The cinematography in itself is not impressive as the camera angles are far from perfect, and the editing is jumpy.
The cast is another matter altogether. Bella and Edward are meant to be with another (from the book), but judging from the film, Robert Pattinson and Kirsten Stewart really have no on-screen chemistry; they both look like fish out of water, and they seem awkward as a couple. Jacob is supposed to be extremely tall, but in the movie, Edward towers over him. The less said about Rosalie, the better.
My Twilight movie experience was also partly tarnished by the amount of schoolgirls who were shouting and screaming bloody murder whenever Edward/Robert Pattinson came on the scene in the theater. Some of them even had the audacity to clap after the credits came on; the movie fails to do any justice for the book, and at the end of the day, disappointment was the only word on my lips.
Like a reviewer from Rotten Tomatoes aptly put about this movie, “Skip the movie, read the book”.