But I just can't let it go.
I just don't get it. I have no idea how one franchise can take a bunch of
If I wanted to, this post would be the fucking l-o-n-g-e-s-t post ever because there is simply that much fodder to go around. I could could wax poetic all day pointing out how they've managed to uglify nearly every single person in that cast.
But I won't, if only because statistically, the average blog reader has the attention span of a rabid squirrel. And, frankly, so do I.
So, I'm going to focus on one thing and one thing only:
What the hell did they DO to Jackson Rathbone?
Jackson is hot. He's handsome, he has a cute little smile and dimples and he's just... yum.
Fine, he might not be your cup of tea or whatever but he's got the looks. Just admit it.
Thing is, you wouldn't know that from watching the movies, because so far Jasper has run the gamut of looking like a constipated poodle to looking like a fucking tranny who got in a fight with a flour bag. And lost. Badly.
It's like I'm watching the Evolution of Totally Shitty Hair.
Oh mah gahd, THE HAIR!! It's sofa king BAD. I mean, seriously--even he's trying to run away from it...
It just baffles me that it seems like Summit & Co. have actively been working to make the characters look like total freaky douchesters.
Why, Summit?! WHY?
Incidentally, want to know who actually looked fucking great throughout the Twilight and New Moon films?
Okay, probably not. But honestly, why the fuck can't Summit get this shit right? These are vampires. They're supposed to be beautiful and enticing and... well, it's just not happening. Not consistently.
I know I have a better chance of RPattz hunting me down and professing his undying love and affection for me, but I'm really hopeful they get that shit right in Breaking Dawn.
Oh please. Who am I kidding?
What Summit needs is one of us to be on-set. At all times. You have all suggested it numerous times before and you're totally fucking right.
We'll stop them from dressing Alice like a... a fucknut and keep them from making Jasper look like a pasty-twatty poodled-assface. No more mauve lipstick for Edward or ridicky-donk wig for Rosalie (though it looks like they finally got this right in Eclipse. Maybe).
We would get it right. Twitard's Honor.