With each new film in the blockbuster "Twilight Saga," I keep looking for something, anything, that will elevate the latest above the previous dismal efforts. As much as I may like to inform that the third go-around accomplishes that feat, I must regrettably write that "Eclipse" is more of the same: overwrought and amateurish acting drenched in maudlin, intermittently interrupted by stale action sequences... now including vampire decapitations, kids !!! Of course when a series of films is as profitable as this, it should not come as a surprise that the filmmakers are not as concerned with striving to make improvements. The familiar is much easier to fall lock-step in line with, instead of actually honing in on a different kind of approach. Regardless of their efforts, fans of Meyer's books and these actors are going to turn out in droves on opening weekend to spend their disposable income anyway. At least they did introduce one new ingredient, bringing aboard another accomplished actress (Bryce Dallas Howard takes over the role of Victoria) to go along with Dakota Fanning, who joined the cast in "New Moon." Unfortunately, both are wasted in unmemorable, vastly underdeveloped roles. If Howard's character is supposed to be such a danger to everyone, then it would make sense to demonstrate why, rather than just having her stalk about the woods looking all mischievous, right up until the local werewolves frighten her into running for her life. Really, that is supposed to make Victoria appear intimidating? Pattinson and Stewart continue their characters' on-screen relationship, representing perhaps the most boringly depicted romance in film history. I can recall nothing they say or do that is exactly interesting, and no woman I have ever known would enjoy spending time with such a dullard as that bloodsucker. Their lack of chemistry is only surpassed by the ongoing, comically inept stare-down between rivals, Edward and Jacob. That scene between Pattinson and Lautner inside the tent near the end of the film is indicative of everything that I find wrong with this series, particularly the horribly penned dialogue dryly delivered by actors not nearly skilled enough to obscure the script's weaknesses with their performances. The only positive comments I am able to provide is that the outdoor view of the northern landscape looks spectacular, especially those overhead tracking shots, and for but a fleeting moment at the beginning of the film I do believe I heard the familiar sounds of The Black Keys playing. Otherwise, chalk this up as another wreck in a series that will blessedly be over after two more films.