Joonna Smitherman Trapp

I’m sitting in the darkened theater as the featured film begins. The crowd in the stuffed studio cheers wildly. New Moon has opened with its beautiful and shining vampire boyfriend, muscular werewolf, and fragile, helpless young heroine. The crowd is mostly composed of girls and their chaperone moms. Both groups moan when the young werewolf’s shirt is removed and gasp when the vampire boyfriend attempts to sacrifice himself for his true love. Surrounded by fans of both ages, I try…