Image from HERE.
There's been a lot of fuss made recently in Twibloggyland over the fact that Robert Pattinson has essentially spent most of his off-set time in Vancouver cowering in his windowless hotel room for fear that should he venture out in public, some crazed TwiFan is going to abscond with him and force him to live in her closet and make beautiful babies. You've probably all seen the recent beseeching "please stop following him" tweets from [purported] cast members, the taken-without-permission photographs, and the over-use of hoodies and sunglasses (R-Patts has commented that his incognito gear is starting to backfire and make him more easily recognizable - things are b-a-d).
Then over the weekend, I got an email--well, a self-proclaimed rant, really-- from Twitarded reader K_InTheFlo who opined that R-Patts was acting glum and might be in need of a celebrity intervention of sorts - one where sex-symbols-of-years-past (Cruise, Pitt, Depp - even Nicholson! we went deep...) would offer him some of their collective wisdom on how to handle his relatively-new-found fame (her suggestion for the title of the Robert Pattinson documentary: "How to Deal" - lol!). We emailed back and forth a few times discussing it, and we both ultimately agreed that we feel bad for poor Robward. I mean, if I had been able to use modern technology to stalk a 21-Jump-Street-era Johnny Depp, I probably would have dropped out of school to pursue him. But it wasn't an option. But in this day and age, we almost expect 24/7 access to the lives of celebs. Whether they are freshly exploding onto the scene or imploding after a few too many years in the spotlight, we expect to see it all, and we're desensitized. Being a recognizable actor involves an inherent degree of privacy loss (being hot isn't helping him in this area), but I think it's time that some of the stalkers and paparazzi take a few giant steps backward. He's done practically nothing else for the better part of the last year but promote Twilight, the DVD, and then got right to work on New Moon, and frankly I don't think we can blame him for wanting a little breathing room. The fact that he's still so unfailingly gracious to all the Twifans is really commendable, actually (and is one of the reasons all of us remain so smitten - sigh... way to duel the fire, Rob...).
I would normally find some relevant photos and I know that there are plenty of "incognito-hidey-Robward" pics out there, but I am not going to post any of them here. That's right: we have principles here at Twitarded. Selective principles, but still.
On a funnier note, all of this DID remind me of this classic YouTube vid that was made sometime around the time of the TwiCon '08 furor, prior to the movie was released, at about the time that folks started to realize holy crap these fans are totally bat-shit crazy!!
From "SaveRobward" -
(If you want to see more, this is the abbreviated version, believe it or not...)
And as usual when I am on YouTube hunting for a specific video, I see something shiny and wind up inexplicably killing an hour or two watching fan-made Twilight movie trailers, cats on treadmills, and sleepwalking dogs. But when I came across this video, I knew I had to share. It's kinda choppy and vaguely annoying, but when I got to the "Say hello to my leeettle friend" part, I nearly choked (you've been warned). Obviously this is #3 in a series and if you like it I would highly recommend watching the other two, because they're also pretty funny (maybe even better than this one but I can't resist a good "Scarface" reference), and hell, you didn't feel like accomplishing anything today anyway, did you? Good. Enjoy!