New Moon, new doom

This vampire romance hit new lows for me.  It featured vampires who held court at Volterra, shirtless werewolves with sculpted six packs, and a morose teenage girl who missed her vampire boyfriend so much that she wore a single facial expression throughout that screamed of painful constipation.  The film was pitiful, plotless and pointless.  $12 and two hours of my life wasted.