Source: The Hollywood Reporter
It's Twilight: Do you know where your children are?By Steven Zeitchik
What if you went to a sweet sixteen party and a movie premiere broke out?
The answer, we suspect, might look something like the "Twilight" debut.
We've been to many a movie launch over the years and have seen our share of the sublime and the squealing. But nothing quite prepared us for the spectacle that met us in Westwood on Monday night.
All around town Monday, agency and studio assistants were frantic as they tried to secure for their bosses, all with expectant children waiting at home, both screening and party tickets for the Summit vampire picture. A prominent studio exec and equally prominent producer, each with their kids in tow, shared a conversation in the back of the Mann Village before the screening in which they shook their head at how hard tickets were to come by, but then indulged in a sigh of relief that they were able to pull it off. A dinged reputation in the boardroom is one thing; sliding down a notch at the kitchen table is another.
We even got a few calls from suburban moms -- now you _know_ they're reaching -- assuring us their tween daughters were "very talented journalists" and could we please, just please, make a few calls and see if we could get their daughters in.
Hundreds were lining the street in Westwood hours before the premiere started, and were still hanging round when the movie was over, eager not only for a glimpse of the stars who played their favorite characters but also for any morsel of information about the movie itself (we didn't have the heart to comprehensively answer one such innocent who asked us if we thought it was the best movie ever...though on that subject, the film adaptation is surprisingly entertaining, not exactly the cleanest presentation -- a hodgepodge of vampire and supernatural conventions mixed with the stuff of high-school cliquishness, all in a package that's better written and (sometimes) acted than it is directed -- but appealing enough.)
The afterparty, around the corner at the Hammer Museum, continued the teenybopper theme so completely it could make a Jonas Brothers concert look like the London Philharmonic. Packs of tween girls huddled all around the party, the more brave among them sidling up to "Twilight" heartthrob Robert Pattinson to ask if he might do such things as bite them. (He declined, as far as we could tell).
But the strangest part of the scene was that, the tween girls notwithstanding, the party resembled pretty much any Hollywood premiere, with the drinking, schmoozing and preening -- not to mention the high-end decorating, food and lighting -- of any such gathering. (Good news bit from media-shy "Twilight" author Stephenie Meyer, who told us definitively that there would indeed be no fifth book in the series. "Maybe in ten years I'll get lonely without vampires," she said. "Right now I want to do other things.")
The guests also went beyond the teen idols to include the stars you'd see at most adult-themed parties. Larry David turned out (he was with Ned Bellamy, the Seinfeld guest star who once played Elaine's bald, militaristic co-worker at the catalogue and has a small part in the film) though was stopped at the door to the party until a publicist informed security he was, well, Larry David.
Seth Green was there - of course -- complete with vampire fangs we could have sworn came from Buffy circa 1999. Jamie Foxx made a late entry and shared a spirited conversation with director Catherine Hardwicke right near the dessert table.
Before we left, a friend of Hardwicke's remarked how the affair featured so many tweens and teenagers, and then added that "everyone is so well-behaved." We were about to nod in agreement, assuming she meant the children, then realized she was referring to the exec parents. Apparently the best way to keep the powerbrokers in line is to have them bring along the kids.