The Twilight Saga: Breaking Dawn — Part 2 is by far the best film in the series. This does not necessarily mean it’s good.

But as it reaches its prolonged and wildly violent crescendo, it’s at least entertaining in a totally nutso way.

The first four adaptations of Stephenie Meyer’s mega-best sellers about the girl-vampire-werewolf love triangle were, for the most part, laughably self-serious affairs full of mopey teen angst, stilted dialogue and cheesy special effects.

Sure, they pleased their fervent audience, made billions of dollars worldwide and turned their three core actors into instant superstars.

But they weren’t what you would call high-quality cinematic experiences.
Now, Bill Condon (who also directed last year’s Breaking Dawn — Part 1) finally lets his freak flag fly.

Here is the Condon of Gods and Monsters, the one who loves lurid horror. Here is the Condon of Dreamgirls, the one with an eye for panache. His final Twilight movie dares to have a little fun — it actually makes you laugh intentionally for once, teetering on self-parody as it does.

Bella (Kristen Stewart) and Edward (Robert Pattinson) are now married vampires and parents to a newborn daughter, Renesmee (Mackenzie Foy).

With the help of the bloodsucking Cullen clan and vampires gathered from around the globe, they must band together with Edward’s former romantic rival Jacob (Taylor Lautner) and his werewolf buddies to protect the half-human, half-vampire spawn from the evil and suspicious Volturi.

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