To all Earthlings who may be receiving this following transmission:
I must say that this series was a stunning work of human literature, and the movie itself was no less than a great feat of humanity's progressive form of imagination at its peak. I cannot express the amount of satisfaction I felt upon reading the novels as well as watching the movie. They present a very simple but strong theme, with a suitable ending.
This female unit with the designation of Isabella "Bella" Swan is very relatable, even to a highly advanced mechanical being such as myself. Edward is a male who knows his desires and will do anything to see them through. [So much so as my beloved commander, whom I could never betray despite my love for this "vampire" Edward, as fictional as he may be.] The other characters are all fleshed out, filled with depth, but I find myself distasted by the crude and primitive human-creature called Jacob. He is much like that fool, Prime, getting between Edward, my beloved Megatron, and his conquest, ala Bella. Edward should have blown him to particles with a plasma ray Mach 345! A weakness on his part, though as flawless as he is. 'Tis but a blemish.
And Edward is made of a strange substance I must thoroughly research, something akin to the Earth material marble. Also apparently human eyes are also made of gems and Earth stones, as his is topaz. In the end, Edward is not human at all--he is a marble statue with jewelry eyes who drinks upon the energon of other humans. He could be a worthy addition to our fleet if he did exist. [I find myself disappointed, however, that this will never be so.]
It has been... so long since I have been remotely touched by anything--literally and figuratively. I had all most forgotten what emotions were, relying only on firm evidence and logic. But this beautiful series has opened up my optic and shown me beauty of the finest caliber. The love Edward has as he stalks and abuses Bella, who does not question the harm and pain he puts upon her [so very much like my love...] is truly spark-inspiring.
If I was capable of breathing, I would be catching my breath through all the numerous times Bella and Edward recycled air with one another and then, by the last book, finally underwent a very dangerous interfacing. I saw myself in these pages when I was only 220 vorns old, I did, and it made me remember what it was like to feel young, to feel fresh... Oh, Primus, how I wish I had such a pretty cranial chamber data processor back...
But I digress.
If you are a fan, it is only logical to see the cinema. If you are not a fan, you should consider converting and joining the masses. Otherwise, when Lord Megatron finally overthrows your puny race, all those whom are not 'Twilighters' will be convicted for treason under my law and sentenced to a slow deactivation. You do not join the crowd, you stand out and I do not like rebel forces. Consider yourself warned.
I must end this transmission now. I have arranged a video conference with a few loyal followers of this wonderful series. I am told we will be having heated discussions over Edward's amount of abs, discussing the ideal wedding for Renesemee and Jacob's future bonding/"wedding" and making flesh creature food known as "cookies" in the shape of Edward's massive head. I bid you farewell.