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Three cheers for mediocrity...Part two...

Well, it may not have been the greatest movie ever made, but it made teens and tweens of the female variety swoon. It probably made a few studio executives giddy as well. I guess they just gave the green light to start work on the sequel. Like we didn't see that one coming...

LOS ANGELES, California (AP) -- The vampire romance "Twilight" drained the box office in its opening weekend, taking in $70.6 million. Catherine Hardwicke's film also enjoyed the biggest opening ever for a female director, blowing away the previous standard of $41.1 million set by Mimi Leder's "Deep Impact" in 1998.

And the fangirls will get another taste soon enough: Summit Entertainment, which released "Twilight," announced during the weekend that it's going ahead with production of "New Moon," based on the second book in Meyer's internationally best-selling series.

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